Bus Ride

I realize children have this funny affection for buses. Trenyce always asks us to take her on bus ride whenever she sees buses pass thru our neighbourhood. The same goes for my nephews. They will be so happy sitting on the bus exploring the surroundings.

Last Saturday, as usual, we went out for our dinner. To accede to trenyce’s request to “sit bus”, we decided to take bus 315 to Serangoon Garden market for dinner. While waiting for the bus at the bus-stop, daddy (DD) and Trenyce (BB) striked an interesting conversation:

DD: Trenyce, do you want to take bus or car?

BB: Bus!

DD: (not giving up, DD asked again) Trenyce, do you want to take car or bus?

BB: Car!

DD: Okay, then shall we go and take car now?

BB: (shakes her head) Bus…bus..bus

Not giving up, Daddy paused for a while and asked the same questions again.

DD: Daddy asked you again huh. Do you want to take bus or car?

BB: Bus!

DD: Trenyce, do you want to take car or bus?

BB: Car!

DD: So you want car isit? Let’s go to the car, okay?

BB: (almost going to cry, shaking her head) Bus..bus…

DD: Okay, daddy asked one last time huh. Do you want bus or car?

BB: Bus!

DD: Trenyce, do you want car or bus?

BB: Car! (then suddenly realized she said car again. She quickly shook her head and waved her hand frantically to indicate that she did not want to take car. Almost tearing already) No car! No car!

DD: (DD finally gave in to her) Okay, okay. We will wait for the bus, okay.

The bus finally arrived 5 mins later.