The Number 4 Bus
A middle age woman gets on my bus in the middle of winter and is obviously from another country and does not speak very good english. The bus gets crowded and this teenager starts talking in a hostile manner after a while.
Teenager: What’s yo problem
Visiting Woman: I’m sorry
Teenager: (Very Angry) You keep looking at us you.
Visiting woman: I
Teenager: You better keep your eyes in your own business.
Visiting Woman: I’m sorry, It’s just I not seen many Africans, I’m from Finnland.
Teenager: (Surprised) You don’t have Africans where you are from?
Visiting Woman: No, are they all like you?
Teenager: (Very pissed and Defensive) Whadya mean?
Visiting Woman: So beautiful
Teenager: (Shocked) I don’t know, Maybe.
Visiting Woman: I’m Ansa
Teenager drops her anger and sits next to Ansa, they talk and laugh all the way downtown and my faith in humanity is restored.
Dan Christensen – Bus Driver
Portland, Oregon USA