The Boy on the Bus

Tony looked forward every morning to seeing the big yellow school bus arrive. He lived in the country, too far to walk or bicycle to most of his friends' homes. So school and the school bus were the places he could see his friends.

Weekday mornings Tony ate his breakfast early and hurried down the lane to where the school bus stopped on the main road. With his lunch box in his hand he looked for the bus to come around the bend in the road.

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