Archive for February, 2013

First Term

What a different start was 2013 compared to last year? Runs were allocated and sent mid January as promised, giving Operators plenty of time to organize their Drivers, Vehicles and advise parents.

Of course there were still the last minute changes to deal with and start dates this year varied more than usual. Parents were unsure needing to make multiple changes with some of them wrongly advised which caused students to attend on days they shouldn’t, and others being absent when they should have gone. Some needed to be “transitioned” before their transport could start and even some schools had new units still under construction.  Adding to this is when finish times mismatch those stated on the Run Card. I wondered some days if I was “coming or going”. Ah? To pick up or not pick up, that is the question.

I think I have my head around it all now and as we start Week 4 Runs should go smoothly – well in theory they should. Fingers Crossed.

 

Cheers

Buttercup

 

“Truth emerges more readily from error than from confusion.” – Francis Bacon

 

 

 

 

Valentine’s Day

It is so lovely to see students leaving school on this day carrying a red rose given to them by an admirer. It is also nice of the schools to partake in such a lovely gesture by organizing these Roses be delivered in class to the named recipients.

A student on my Run was happy to have received a Rose today but I don’t think she fully appreciates yet the significance of this special gift, nor how envious I was. I explained to her that she can always keep this rose as a reminder that one person has admired her enough to send it and how the intrigue associated with this rose is what makes it so special. The wonder she will have in trying to think just who this person could be and the pleasure it will give her in the future remembering this day.

The envy you ask? Well that’s because I have never received a Rose or even a Card from a secret admirer which has forever left me wondering if ever I had one. Not that I would shed a tear over this now but it is something a female always covets.

Hubby – always the romantic – gave me a bunch of Dusty Pink Roses – my favourite colour. Not a secret admirer, but were equally delicious to receive.

 

Cheers

Buttercup

“The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.” – Author Unknown