History of driving a bus with a driver!)

At that time I was 5 years old. We were just driving to the country house on the bus. The bus was an accordion and completely jammed.
On this day we all went to the dacha: I'm with my brother, my mother, my grandparents, and my uncle with my aunt).
And I was standing near the glass door, which separated the driver's cabin.
And half the road, I watched the driver carefully, as he steers and which buttons he presses so that the doors open))).
He saw that there was a crowd in the bus, and I was following closely and in front, opened the window and said - now stop and run to me.
And there he had a free seat nearby.
And he stopped the bus in the middle of the road, on the roadside just, not even at the bus stop).
I did not hesitate and without asking anyone - quickly moved to his cabin and sat down).
He told me to stretch my legs and rest against the torpedo, so that I would not fly into the glass).
I waved my pen through the door), and they were generally shocked by me))).
The driver told me a lot about different buttons, and about the road, how to go right.
I was terribly interested!)
To go to us was still mines 30. I watched now very close behind the driver and represented, what is it I operate the bus)))!

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