Nancy Smith:  

"Sweet Memories" I remember how I waited every day for my sisters and brothers to get off the bright yellow school bus. I couldn't wait until the day I would be joining them everyday going to the bus stop to embark upon my journey to begin school. I felt a loneliness when they left home in the morning to go to the bus stop. I could see the bus sstop from the front porch of our house. After the bus picked them up, I would go about my day doing whatever for the day which included letter writing to my friends and pretending to mail the letters. I think my my mind was programmed with the time because when it was time for the bus to return I was always there when it appeared. Little did I know that I would not be on that bus for another three school terms. I was in for a rude awakening when I realized that I would be going to the Primary School (Dwyer-Tindal Primary School)across from that bus stop almost exactly in front of our house. I didn't realize that my sister and brother that were in first and third grade were at school in the Primary School across the road. They were released from school when the bu...Expand for more