I remember the good old days when I would wake up in the day to get ready for college; I used to suppose those times were terrible, and I couldn’t wait to be an adult, and but knowing what I guess now, I wish I was a kid again without all of the responsibility and stress.
I rode a bus to college every day, which was usually pretty fun, the only time that I didn’t care about riding the bus was while the two of us were in the Winter time because the bus would never bewarmenough for us kids.
Thankfully, our parents were never cruel enough to send myself and others out to rest in the cold. Thanks to our mom and the furnace in our car, I was never cold in the day, and she would walk outside earlier in the day and start the car, which would kick on the heating system. She would adjust the control device to the warmest setting; As the two of us were getting ready in the house, the heating idea in the car would be warming up, but when it was nearly time for us to start waiting for the bus, the two of us would just in our heated car and drive to the front of the driveway. Both of us would rest for a while, feeling the heating vents blast us withwarmair. Though the two of us knew the furnace wasn’t nice on the bus, at least the two of us had this moment to enjoy; My mom was the best for turning that heating idea on, and I really love her. To this day, I too turn our furnace on in the car for our children, in honor of her.