I will never forget it was the Summer of 1989. You are out of school for the summer and what that means is that there are summer programs for kids who are out of school ( 3 months to be exact). I remember how students who participated in this program all went to Sarah J. Rawson Elementary school and rode the school bus to go to Trinity College in Hartford. The City of Hartford had a lot of programs like that every year for 6-8 weeks. You went to Trinity College everyday and took classes like if you were in Elementary School. The major differences is that you enjoyed better food for breakfast & lunch and got involved in sports more and took classes like the following: Tennis, Swimming, Enrichment, etc. Enrichment wasn't considered a sports class because it was a class where you were more sociable (A lot of students wish that there were more classes like that in school, lol). I would enjoy the classes because they were chill and students had a chance to relax from the work they have done in elementary school. At 11, I enjoyed doing some Gymnastics (not much of a gymnast but it didn't stop me from trying anyway) and it was fun. Everything was going well but there is always one thing that can happen that will cause you to be wondering what are you going to do to get out of the dilemma you are in? Well, me and another classmate, who was about 10-11 years old both went to the same elementary school Sarah J. Rawson and we both somehow managed to miss the school bus that we normally would take to go back to Sarah J. Rawson. Me & the classmate was not the best of friends but we both realized that we were going to have to put aside our differences and be friends if we were going to go home to our family.
Meanwhile, the first thing you do when you are lost is go to a police officer. That's what we learned to do and is part of the "safety first" manual. Me & the other classroom saw a woman police officer (Hispanic woman) and told her that we were lost and that we were trying to figure out how we were going to get from where we were at from Trinity College to Hartland Street & Pembroke Street in Hartford. The police officer woman told us to go to the fire station and ask the fireman if we can use his phone to phone our parents. Me & the other classmate did exactly what the woman police officer had told us to and asked the fireman if we could call our parents. At first the fireman wanted to know if we were lost and we told him "yes." Then he wanted to know where we live and me and the other classmate told him Hartland and Pembroke Street. The woman police officer came inside the fire station and filled the fireman in on everything that was going on and the fireman let us use his phone so that we can call our parents. My friend called his parents and I remember calling my mom telling her how the bus left me and another classmate and that we were calling because we are going to be late to both Hartland Street (where the classmate lived at) and Pembroke Street (where I lived at). My mom understood and was calm because she knew this was a different case scenario then the time I went missing back in 1986. I let her know that a police officer will be taking me home to the house and the other classmate home back at his house. Me and the other classmate filled the woman police officer in that our parents understand that we will be coming home in a police car on Hartland Street and Pembroke Street. The woman police officer dropped me off at my house first to Pembroke Street and dropped off the other classmate off to his house at Hartland Street. By the time I got home I remember my mom telling me, "The school bus driver is not going to always ask is everyone on the bus like he didn't in you and your classmate's case so you have to make sure that you are out there in time to catch the bus from now on." I listened to my mom and made sure that nothing like that ever happened to me again.
Me and my classmate missed our bus at Trinity College.
We met a woman police officer and asked her for help at the police station and she told us to go to the fire station and ask them if we could use their phone to call our parents.
Me and the classmate asked the fireman if we could use his phone to call our parents, the woman police officer filled him in on everything and the fireman let us use his phone to call our parents.
