The Bus Ride Home

I lived in Chili, quite a distance from the school (in Gates), so we rode the bus back and forth. Our driver took the expressway during a large portion of our bus route. Which means, we were traveling at a pretty good rate of speed. Phil Palma (our favorite instigator), would wait until the bus driver was heading into a curve and he would scream - "left side" or "right side" to get us all to leap into seats in those areas. The Goal - well, of course, it was to have a bus accident and dump the bus on it's side. Yeah, we were crazy!

Then when the expressway had ended, and we hadn't dumped the bus, Phil would direct us in a chorus of "Well, the driver on the bus goes.......". That poor man must have had a lot of grey hairs from us!