OBSERVATION 7 – THE ONE WITH CHILDREN

The children rushed in front of me towards the filling school bus. Many not caring about the innocent bystanders, specially me, that they were trampling over in the process. The small girls and boys were dressed in private school uniforms, complete with formfitting blazers and grey/navy stripped ties. The girls all stayed together, sitting close to the windows and avoiding the boys on the other side of the bus, probably because they had cooties. I managed to make my way through the slowly dwindling crowd of 12 year olds and reached the other side surprisingly unscathed. Turning my back to the children I noticed a lone girl lingering behind her classmates. She had her hair tied up and eyes focused on a mirror in her left hand. Her right hand held a brand of chap-stick that most parents would buy for their young children to subdue their requests for real makeup. With the lip-balm in hand she walked slowly, carefully trying to make her way across the busy footpath, while almost maintaining her focus on the important task of applying generous coats of the moisturizing product to her lips.