When I was younger, my mom was trying to get me a full fare bus pass since I only had a half fare one. She filled out some paperwork explaining why I needed the full fare pass, mentioning my asthma and other reasons. She was very convincing, but it ended up backfiring.
Instead of giving me a full fare bus pass, the NYC education system put me on a yellow school bus, which we call the cheese bus. I remember it clearly — Logan Bus Company. I was probably the biggest and oldest kid on that bus.
The only upside was that I left school at 2:30 pm instead of 3:30 pm to catch the bus. I also did not have to ride the train or public bus and deal with the usual concerns that come with that. But everything else was challenging. Imagine being a teenager arriving at a tough school on a cheese bus. It was not easy.
It is no surprise that I faced a lot of difficulties throughout my school years.
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