Fourthought

The Father - I woke up, fed my son as fast as I could, and was thrilled as I saw him heading for the bus, thinking of the wonderful, peaceful seven hours I would get before he get back home.

The Bus Driver - I woke up and downed a bowl of Tito’s and Cheerios, the whole time thinking of the headache he would have from being locked in a bus with twenty screaming brats for forty-five minutes.

The Teacher - I woke up from a dreadful dream filled with math and science problems, drank three cups of coffee, and came into school for what THEY think is hell on earth, thinking: ‘God, I can’t get away from them fast enough!’

The Kid - I woke up to a great bowl of cereal; looked over my shoulder as Dad waved goodbye to me from the door (‘he is going to miss me sooo much’); got off from the bus smiling (‘the bus driver was super-amused by my yelling and jokes today’); and after I finished the last class of the day (‘she had even more fun than us today, she is going to be so bored until tomorrow’), I got home, saw Dad at the door (‘he has been waiting all day for me, his best friend’) and thought to myself… WE GET TO DO THIS ALL OVER TOMORROW :)