Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Bussed to Boredom
For years now my son, the 5.70 year old Prince, had pined to ride a school bus.
And why not? It looks fun with all the kids on it. There are songs about buses. It is a widely glorified vehicle - even by parents!
I can't tell you how many times I flat-out ignored the wail, "Dad, I really want to go on a school bus." - after all, we have long since decided to *homeschool* him all the way.
But help for me arrived in the form of summer camp. After weeding through almost the limitless options of for his summer recreation we decided upon the cheapest AND most convenient. We enrolled him in the local government school's summer camp. It's four hours - 9am to 12pm, costs only $525 for the month (thanks to unwitting taxpayers!), AND here's the clincher....included in that was free bus service to and from. He gets picked up right in front and dropped off right at the end of our driveway!
How are you going to beat that? Even if he skipped half of camp we'd be getting our money's worth.
Anyways, it turns out we were the first bus stop on the way in and the last on on the way home.
So I send him off at 8:15am and he doesn't get back until 12:45pm. That's a solid 1.5 hours of time on the bus (and 1.5 hours of extra parental relief!). Recall how much he wanted to ride on a school bus.
Before the first week he was just drowning in anticipation...
We asked him how much fun the bus was when he got home that first day. "Kinda long," was his chilly response.
Hah! My wife and I were delighted, thinking, "Well, that takes care of the bus fetish!"
But how brutal is that though - two daily 45 minute bus rides to a school that's only 7 minutes away?! Welcome to the human time-wasting tragedy that is the *school system*...
After a couple days of giggling, my wife and I decided to medicate the situation.
We started packing a book each day with him for the ride(s). So instead of coming home bored out of his mind....he comes home on about page 80 or so of one of his books!