Chapter 1 of Miss Hissippie

She was so unpresidently happy, and unaware of anything in the world that seemed less than cheerful. She paused at a

stoplight whistling whilst she waited for the go signal. There, not but a few feet from her, so close that were it not for

the protection of the blue rusted vehicle doors, they would be too close than typically allowed between strangers. But,

this stranger was not at all cheerful. She was disgusted that she was being forced to take her daughter to school when the

bus had stopped as it did every single day in front of their house. Today was different. Gwendolyn was unable to get on the

bus due to a strange dilemma her teacher had caused the day before.
The light changed and they sped on, not literaly, to school. Gwendolyn's teacher was walking down the hall faaster

than her pupil. Click, click, click, click. Her heels made a familiar echo down the barren corridor leading to the

classroom door. She arrived first and walked into a filled classroom and sat at her teacher's desk and began role call.

"Gwendolyn?" "here." Just barely in time today, but the teacher didn't notice or care. Her mind was still unloading the

earlier events of her careless husband and his countless selfish escapades, she wondered why she endured it. After the roll call

was over she sighed then began speaking, " Remember yesterday when we talked about our destinations and how they really do

not matter as much as who we choose to go with?" Gwendolyn politely raised her hand. "Yes, dear." "well, this morning I

thought alot about it and I didn't care that we were just going to school again and not somewhere like chuck E Cheese. As

long as I was in control of who I went with." Gwen explained.
"Very estute of you."
"So, I tried to decide who I wanted to take on the ride with me, and I could never decide."
"But, you still ended up here, darling."
"Mom, had to bring me. I am natually with mom, not a choice I made, though."
"I think you did, You see, in not making a choice that IS the choice we made."
"oh. Well, I still do not know who I want to take with me going anywhere."
And so our story unfolds as a litlle girl ponders over who she would pick to get on the bus with her. Meanwhile, Chuckie,

threw up his hands and cried " Oh, come on! It doesn't matter who you chose as long as you get on the bus!"
Charles had a point, not many children consider it their responsibility to decide who can be taken on their journey to

school. So, sort of by proxy, the teacher got on her high horse once again, as teachers like to do, preaching to the

proverbial choir."In our lives we make millions of choices. What time to wake up, What to eat for lunch, or what sort of

mood we will be in. Being aware of the choices we make is a good thing. Sooner or later we will see the destination isn't

the goal but the journey or the time we spent waiting. And so, I am glad that Gwendolyn taught us this lesson today, if our

happiness is so good of a thing to persue, then the choice of who we go with is very important, and not one of those things that we

just leave up to chance."