Tales from the Bus Stop: Chapter 2, Patrols



At Butterfly’s bus stop there are older kids that wear bright yellow seat belts from shoulder to hip and they are called patrols.  I assume they are there to enforce the rules of the bus stop.  They also help the kids on and off the bus at the end of the day.

According to Butterfly’s school website, they have a list of 14 rules they should follow while they are “patrolling”.  Rule #13 is “The Three Main Functions of a Safety Patrol Are To: Instruct, Direct, and Control.”

We’ve been at the bus stop every school day for a month now, and here are a few observations I have of the patrols and their main functions.

Like I mentioned in my last Bus Stop Tales chapter, I let my kids run around the grassy area next to the corner where the bus picks the kids up.  One of the streets is a very busy street so I like to keep my kids down in the neighborhood.  Our neighborhood is a town house neighborhood and we share all the grassy areas in common.  As in, no one owns them and the Home Owners Association pays for the upkeep.  Although I think everyone considers the grassy areas around their house to be “theirs” but if someone set up a tent in “their” area, nothing could be done about it.

My kids run in the grassy area right in front of 2 houses.  There is an old stump surrounded by paving stones that they like to stand on and hop off of.

I was watching Butterfly run with her friends and turned to find the boys.  They were both standing on the stump.  They had 2 girl patrols and a whole gaggle of girls surrounding them.  I saw the patrols talking to them.  Pirate left soon after, his shoulders slumped and crying.

“What happened?” I asked him when he got to me.  He didn’t answer so I looked up at the girl patrols and the gaggle of girls following them.

“Can you tell them not to climb on that stump?  It’s private property!”

Now I must commend the girl for following rule number 5: Perform your patrol duties faithfully.

But it is NOT private property.  It is common ground.  I told her that.

“They could get hurt!”

And polietly as I could (because she got my inner mama bear up), I said, “Let me worry about if they will or won’t get hurt.  You just worry about your school mates, okay?”


The boys and I were headed home after Butterfly’s bus left.  I would say about a quarter of the kids were still waiting on the second bus.  Yes, we have 2 buses that pick up at our spot.  Butterfly’s bus is for the K-3rd graders.  The big kid bus is for the 4th and 5th graders.

We weaved through a few kids on our way down the hill to our house.  My boys’ natural gait is set on “run full tilt” so I was hustling to catch them before we had to cross a neighborhood street.  Professor had a stick in one hand and a huge smile on his face.

That smile left when we walked past a group of boys sitting on the stairs a ways away from the bus stop.   A very big boy patrol almost jumped in front of him and said, “Hey! Stop running!  Walk!”

And Professor burst into tears.  I would have done the same because that boy was really very startling!

I scooped Professor up and said, “You let me worry about him.  You worry about your classmates.”  I started off down the sidewalk to where Pirate had stopped at the street.  (Good boy!)

The patrol look at me and said, “Well he could get hurt with that stick in his hand!” in a very injured voice.

I turned to look at him and said, “He’s MY kid.  He’s MY responsibility.  You worry about your OWN responsibilities and your OWN classmates.  Like the boys that are ganging up on the boy over there.  You leave MY kid alone.”

Harsh?  Probably.  But I think he was ignoring rule #10- Remind schoolmates of safe walking rules without being “bossy”.

I would add to that, without being whiny, rude, or pushy.

One thing I noticed in both of these stories, and actually in the first chapter of the Bus Stop Tales, is the overwhelming fear that something COULD happen.  We seem to shy away from risk of ANY kind.  All those people who sue others over the tiniest things have made the upcoming generation overly cautious and anxious.

Boy are they going to make fun adults!



3 Comments (+add yours!)

  1. Ida Cole
    Oct 01, 2011 @ 09:52:55

    I agree 100 percent. Kids learn from their mistakes and they lean their limitations by being able to play and run and do what ever. I love it when kids come home dirty. I figure the dirtier they are the more fun they had. I hate when parents say go play but do not get dirty.


  2. Valinda
    Oct 02, 2011 @ 00:42:17

    While I don’t visit bus stops ever, I do interact with school children that aren’t mine on a daily basis and yeah, they are going to make very interesting adults. I plan on being one of those grouchy old people who butts into their business for no reason. I’m practicing already, like when I shout at the 5th graders for playing wall ball in the main walking area and they attempt to trample my 2nd grader and throw balls “at” me!


  3. momster
    Oct 05, 2011 @ 00:36:51

    Ok, so still love me after I write this ok? My boys both were patrols for two years each. They get drilled at “patrol meetings” on the rules allowed at the bus stops in the mornings. Staying on the sidewalks and off the grass is one of the rules since the yards in front of homes are considered their yards if they are townhomes or single families. Houses like yours I don’t know about. The patrols get demerits if another patrol complains about their behavior or if a parent calls in or if a neighbor calls. If anyone gets hurt the same happens. They shouldn’t be scolding the boys but it is hard to know which of the mass of kids they should manage since they are 9 and 10 yr olds themselves. If anyone gets hurt they are in big trouble. It is a lot of responsibility for the young kids and in September they are really up tight because no one knows the rules. Our kids mainly lined up and didn’t run around after the first week of school. So what I am saying is my boys are very nice boys but they had to tell nice little boys who were having fun to stop running. It is just part of the patrol training. It doesn’t make them mean children who don’t know how to have fun. Probably after school when they don’t wear the patrol belts they are a lot of fun ;)


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