Welcome to the beginning of School Spirit’s 100th story arc! Not a bad effort, even if I did only realise it the other day when I decided to count them up!
It’s funny how numbers like this can gather together. Last week it was both the eight anniversary week which coincided with the 100th Special strip, and here we are with the next story arc and it’s the 100th of those too. Couldn’t have planned it better had I tried, eh?
Okay… onto the real stuff. I’m not sure a bus driver could do this any more, but I do remember kids getting kicked off the school bus on the way home when I was a kid. They had to walk a kilometre or two home down the country roads because they occasionally gave the bus driver a mouthful. Probably cost Mavis her job in the real world now though.
You know… if anyone had the guts enough to take her on!
Catch you as you read this hundred storyline, eh?
Cheers.
Ouch, Cody! Major ouch!!
Well, that was smart. Insulting the woman that gives you transportation.
I’ve SEEN Mavis when she’s mad! (Remember the strip where Cody stole the eggs when she was the Easter Bunny?)
They can be thankful they CAN walk!
And Lord, yes – if a bus driver did that, they’d be fired and probably brought up on charges here in the States.
That’s one of the reasons our kids are such angels – we’ve done all we can to remove anything resembling discipline from them in school and replaced with “if we all hold hands and sing kumbayah, we’ll all get along and be good.”
Yeah, that was a near fatal dose of sarcasm. Sue me
Yeah… but this was in the second half of the 80s, and it was a country bus route, so things were somewhat different then.
We don’t sing Kumbuya… I actually wonder if any more than maybe 2% of kids here now actually recognise the song! Hope not!
Thanks, Mr V , for reminding me that I was one of those kids who got the exercise of walking home for having a mouth just a shade too large. I think I averaged getting kicked off the bus about twice a month in secondary school.
I never got kicked off the bus, but I had to walk home a few time cause I missed the bus, which was a real pain as I lived in the whop whops [I barely made it home in time for dinner]
Lived out beyond the black stump, did you? We were about 20km out of town, but at primary school we had to wait for the town bus to come through with the high school kids first, so we often weren’t picked up till 4:30. Got our own bus a few years later though. Made it a bit faster.
Yeah at first I hand to transfer buses (the local schools used public bus) but eventually the our neighbourhood and neighbouring neighbourhoods got to gether a chartered a bus the would serve them and a group of 6 schools (1 primary, one intermediate and 4 secondary (2 girls 2 boys only)
But I could not dawdle from last period cause my school was the first pickup point
Upshot was I could normally talk myself out of afterschool detentions by declaring to the teacher if the were heart set in keeping me after lastbell /they/ would have to organize getting me home.
probably worked ok until they remembered you had parents they could call.