THIS WAS A TRIP THAT CHANGED MY IMAGE
I’m sure when I was two I fought over a toy with my other siblings but that is past the brain cells that I’m currently carrying yet I do remember “The Fight on the Yellow Bus“. I must have been about 7 or 8 years old and the bus bully would decide which seat he wanted to sit in and if he chose your seat you had to get up. The only problem is when you got up you were set up for ridicule among your other classmates and I was receiving enough ridicule for my dribbling (not the basketball type) and my lack of self confidence. So when the bus bully pointed to my seat I decided to stand my ground. This led to a fight in the back of the bus while the driver continued on his route. When the bus driver got to my stop I began to leave the bus with a bloody lip and new earned respect from the bully and my fellow classmates.