School run

My kids take the school bus every weekday morning. It picks them up from the end of our road and, traffic permitting, they’re at school 15-20 minutes later. I’d let them go to the bus stop on their own but our youngest is still only 5.

If the weather is too inclement for cycling I then take the metro. There are often children sat around me on the metro making their way to various other schools across town. Most of them spend their time studying or revising for tests; quizzing each other on Flemish or English vocabulary and grammar. I resist the temptation to help them with their English homework.

I attended two different schools as a child. The first was a ten minute walk from home so I managed that on foot alone. From age twelve onwards I attended another school on the other side of town. This involved taking a public bus from the end of my road into the centre of town and then changing there onto another bus to the other side of town to where the school was located. No one else from my school lived in my area so I never saw any classmates on my journey. I don’t remember ever doing homework on the bus. I think I probably just stared out of the window.

There was a recent film about the journey children in different countries across Africa and Asia make in order to get to school. I missed it in the cinema but just found it on YouTube. I’ll show it to the kids one of these days as I’m sure they’d find it interesting.

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3 thoughts on “School run

  1. Erik R. November 23, 2014 / 6:42 pm

    My five year old sometimes travels the 200 meters to her school by herself. Does your 5yo not catch the same bus as his sisters? Seems like they’d be responsible enough to look after him on that journey to the end of the road.

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    • simonlitton November 23, 2014 / 6:46 pm

      The girls are responsible. I don’t trust the 5yo to do as they tell him.

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  2. bnanno November 24, 2014 / 12:11 pm

    My Dad walked a few miles to his nursery and then further to his primary school everyday.
    One time he took my children to see his village and school. They were impressed at how far they had to walk at such young ages, and how extremely keen he was on studying despite that.
    An extreme journey I have seen myself were some girls (by then in high school) who walked down a few hundred metres of descent from their village to their school in Keylong in Himachal Pardesh. They then had to walk all that way up again at the end of the day. There is no road connection, only a path, but they felt they lived very centrally, as the capital was a walk away.

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