Thrown at the bus
When I was in 4th grade, a student injured herself on the bus ride home. Try as I might, I couldn’t get the bus driver to pay attention to her and stop the bus to use the first aid kit. I was outraged.
The following day at school, I organized a protest against the bus driver. All the kids on my route refused to board the bus after school and we held up signs scribbled on notebook paper and chanted. It was a glorious moment as far as I was concerned. The principal came to make us get on the bus, and when he did, he got to hear all about the injustice and the bus driver’s complete disregard for the well-being of students. I’m not entirely sure my parents were ever aware of my organizing activities. I guess they are now!
While I can’t say that this is an example I wish Samuel would follow, my point is that when I got angry, I acted on it. I organized a peaceful demonstration and got my point across. I was also sure that I wasn’t singled out and caught for said actions.
When Samuel became angry at his bus driver, he acted on it as well. His reaction was immediate and not well planned. Samuel’s anger caused him to take off his shoe and throw it at the bus driver. Yes, that’s right, his shoe.
I have tried to think of what would make me so mad that I would take my shoe off and throw it at someone. So far I haven’t come up with anything that would lead me to do that.
So now we have another discipline referral and another letter of apology Samuel had to write. This stuff is becoming routine, and that is what concerns me most of all.