Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Friday during school it was great, having fun with friends, playing in the gym and snow, hanging around during class and staying with Ms.Zupan and Catherine for half the afternoon. After school was the problem! I was waiting for the TTC (take it because live like 2 miles from school) for 5 minutes with a couple of people from our school, it was fun playing in the snow. Finally the bus came (we toke the one after it because it was less crowded J), after 20 minutes Jenna and I arrived to our stop. I was worrying because in wet glove made my transfer have wet spots on it, hopefully it doesn’t break, the bus driver might not buy it. We waited for 5 minutes and noticed that the amount of people were increasing. By this time it was around 3:45, we decided to walk and if the bus would have come we would run to the nearest bus stop.
It was fun because I had a friend around to talk to and know that I wasn't alone. We arrived to the stop before Jenna's, I decided to stop and she would move on because here there was a shelter there, there wasn't. We said our good byes and see you on Monday. In the shelter there were 3 more people, who didn't seem to know each other. One man started to kick the glass, I apparently had a scared face because the friendly lady beside me told me that he had been waiting for the bus for more than an hour. Now I couldn't wait, I got out and called Jenna's name, yelling out to her to wait for me. Lucky the sign was still at walk, I run. There she was stand there staring out in the road. I turn around and saw the bus, I run back. Just like Zinkoff, I think I got hallucinated from the cold because the bus turned out to be a truck. The sign was counting down from 5, there Jenna was laughing at me. There we were at her stop, we turned around at the site of Cameron, Augustus and other St.Bonnies student. Jenna was ready to leave to her home and offered me to come along to stay out of the cold, she probably noticed the cracking transfer because it was frozen by this time. But I couldn't except it because I would still have to go home by bus, rather by early then later I guess.
She stared at the road again. But lucky it wasn’t a truck, at last a bus. I was saved, so I thought… The bus was packed, not like you would think, there wasn’t even a millimetre of space between people. I just had to get into that bus. We all ran to the back door, seemed to be the only one working (what a great bus driver, even though the bus is packed he opens the door because he knows how cold strangers are). Anyways I was just a step away from getting in, until all the pushing and shoving stopped, a woman’s voice yelling at the someone (couldn’t see) because of the disrespect they were showing because of their pushing an elderly man. I was pushed out.
Augustus, two other St.Bonaventure students and I were lefted out. Again we decided to walk. This time the next bus stop was farther, I was thinking. I was in front and the others behind. While walking the clip in the movie “The day after tomorrow” kept flashing though my eyes. Little ice pelts pricked my face during the 5 minutes of our walk. There we were at the next stop, there we departed, the others decided to walk and I stayed. After 15 minutes the bus finally came and I got in. The amount of people beside my kept me from falling because there was no use of holding the pole. I caught a glance of the ladies watch beside me, it was 4:15, I was 50 minutes late from my usual. My stopped arrived (it wasn’t the closes stop to home, I stop there because I’m not allowed to J-walk). Stepping beside the beauty art of the snow’s design I made it. Home sweet home, still cold from the winter I sat down on the couch with hot chocolate and a blanket over me. It toke me over two hours the return to body temperature. I started I think that instead of walking, we could have just stayed in Tim Hortons and wait for the bus there, but it was too late. Even if I would, I wouldn't have this crazy experience. It was horrible but great.
Environmentalist Blogged:3:10 PM
