Originally posted on Living and Lovin:
I was still injured but I needed a job.
I used to drive a “big rig” but then I was hit, by that bus.
I went through the savings which were sadly, as in most case, s never enough.
I saw an Ad in a local paper for a Special Needs School Bus Driver, surely I could drive a small van.
I applied for the position and they could clearly see my wounds but it was the ones inside that hurt the worst.
Due to my physical injuries I was given the troubled youths to transport to schools where they did not want to attend.
Many never even bothered to get up and shower and dress for the day, never mind step into the van. Very sad.
One by one as they entered my school bus I introduced myself, the one with the huge blue knee brace on.
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