The regular bus wasn’t full, so they didn’t randomly pick me and 3 other kids to be in the overflow bus. It was the literal short bus. I rode the short bus to school with the other autistic kids. How the hell did I get to 40 without realizing I was autistic? 😆
Ah. These days they just put the autistic kids on the regular bus and don’t bother to tell us or offer training in how to deal with them.
At least that’s what happened on one route I ran last year.
I’m not even sure how the driver would deal with that.
Kindness mostly. The kid mostly just liked to ask me my opinion on the most mundane things. Sometimes he’d try to block other kids from getting on the bus and I had to be firm about that, but as long as I told him whether I like peanut butter better than jam we were pals.