For those of you who do not have small, school-aged children, let me tell you of the magic of the crossing guard.
You drop your kid off at school, or send them off from home with a kiss each morning, knowing the nice lady with the stop sign and yellow vest will be at that very busy intersection every morning.
Until you drive up and there is pure, unadulterated chaos. Traffic backed up, frantic kids everywhere. It is enough to make you call 911.
Except calling the police is maybe not the smartest move. They tend to park their cars in the middle of traffic with their lights on. They don't understand the intersection, the priorities and the suave grace required for such an undertaking.
Then the dumbass drivers. This isn't a road you HAVE to go down. On a non-school day, it might be considered a shortcut. But why OH WHY do you people have to drive past the school unless you have business there. Between 7:30 and 8:30 AM, stay off that road. Go the 'long' way and you'll get their faster!! Stay away unless you have business at the school, stupid, stupid, people!
Of course, today, our beloved crossing guard wasn't there. My first inclination is to worry about her. Where could she be? Is she OK? Did the 30 degree weather finally get to her? Perhaps I should bring her a hat next time.
There was nothing funny about parents scrambling, hollering to other parents...'she's not at the corner!!' and 'there is no guard'. We're talking moms and dads in PJ's dragging younger siblings also in PJ's...they hadn't dressed to walk across the street.
If Tippy actually had clothes on (yes I gave in and let him wear his PJ's out again today) and the police hadn't shown up,I would have directed traffic myself.
One lone cop. No concept at all of traffic control. It took me 30 minutes to do what normally takes about 7.
God bless the crossing guards. Truly unsung heroes.
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I'm amazed by the number of crossing guards we have at each intersection. It's very hard to be a driver, and there's no long way around. I'm very patient, though. This is the first year my neighborhood has a school, so it's new to all of us. Mine always has, and always will, be a bus rider. I'm sorry she won't have the memory of being able to walk to school. I can picture you with those big day-glo gloves some crossing guards wear, telling those cars where to go! In your p.j.'s, of course.
NOT!! You don't want her as a crossing guard cause I pity the first silly sole who is dumb enought to try and cross her by disobeying her!! For sure you won't get to work ontime cause she will be telling him/her just how stupid him/her is in a very polite, busniess like manner! It might take some time so go the other way! lol
PS Tippytornado would be attached to her and this would be a very cumbersome job.
we have z-e-r-o. I wish we had them!!!
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