Rover
By
SUZY PARKER
aged 9 Redcliffs school
Gudday! My name is Rover, the busy bus. One morning I woke up to the sound of thunder and lightning crashing down on the roof. I was the first one up so I thought I might go and cook up some diesel pie. It was a really freezing day so I thought I’d put my woolly jumper on and my pom-pom hat and my scarf on as well. The diesel pie was good but I ate it too fast and got a sore turn. So I decided to take it easy for the rest of the day. When the others woke up it was about 5.40. We all groaned and moaned but it didn’t do much good. We had to start in this horrible weather. Our drivers soon came and we were soon on our way. I had the hard way to go, all the way up Mount Dot-toe, and it’s about 300 metres high. It isn’t fair, I thought, because all the other buses, like Randy, Brandy, Burny and grumpy old Pigsnort, had the easy rounds. I had the hard one.
“It’s not fair, ha,” I said.
We were going up the hill when all of a sudden
a flash of lightning swooped down and struck the big old pine tree that had been standing still for
years but now it had to come creaking and crashing down in front of me. Panic stricken I slammed on the brakes and we skidded and slided and slipped into a pond! I got soaked and so did the people inside me. They all went swimming to the other side and huddled together under a tree trying desperately to shelter themselves and trying to keep warm. By this time I was really getting frustrated, but then I heard a “moo” and there, right before my eyes, was a herd of cows. I couldn’t believe my eyes or luck. I winked and winked again but they were still standing there. The cows tied a rope to my bumper and they pulled and pulled and pulled until I was hoisted up on to flat ground again. Once I was up there, they disappeared. We all went back to the station to have a cup of tea and sit beside the fire. Later on I was put back in my shed and I snuggled into my bed. I shut my eyes and straight away I fell asleep. What a busy day it had been. Well, bye for now. See you another day.
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Press, 20 December 1988, Page 14
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