Thank you driver

Every day that I pick up my son from school, I cross the pedestrian crossing twice.  Once alone and then once with my child (and on many occasions – lots of other people’s children).  Every time I cross I am accompanied by Lloyd.  Lloyd is an old man with a white coat and the most wonderfully lived in face – replete with every memory and summer day marked into his skin.  He has the social graces of a cactus but every day he stops the traffic and helps us cross the road.

Lloyd travels to and from our school every morning and afternoon by bus.  In the morning he helps our little princes and princesses out of the car at drop off and ensures that they have taken their school bags out of the car rather than their mother’s handbags.  He also makes sure that the car door is properly closed and that the children actually walk in the right direction to the school gate – in essence he is our valet man in the morning.

In the afternoon Lloyd comes back to our school to stand at the pedestrian crossing.  He always has a charming little witticism that he kind of says at you as he stops the traffic.  He never actually looks right at you when he speaks and his remarks are always a little bit kooky and quite insane but his heart is in the right place and he positively blooms when you say something  funny back to him.  And he always, without fail, every single day claps his hands twice and says “thank you driver” after he has stopped a car.  There is absolutely no chance that the driver can hear him but still he says it every single time.  EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

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So this morning I approached Lloyd to ask him what gives. In his magnificently quirky way he told me that the powers that be, “the Jesus without a crown” has decided that he is too slow and he is being replaced.  I felt so sad, he felt even sadder.  He will still be our morning man but in the afternoon he will stand at the school gate and not the pedestrian crossing.  He will probably still clap to the drivers but he certainly won’t be heard there, not even by the pedestrians.

I will miss his strange little remarks and his double hand clap but, every time I cross the road I will say “thank you driver” because I really believe that at school, it is not just the teachers who teach and not just the children who learn.

Comments

  1. Oh that’s so sad. I love stories like this. Poor Lloyd. Often these sorts of things are what people live for and clearly Lloyd is one of those guys. x

  2. I got the NASTIEST look from a crossing guard on Monday. The aircon in dad’s car doesn’t work properly, and it was really freaking hot, so I was driving with the windows rolled down. I had my MP3 player plugged in to keep me amused as I made the long, taxing journey to work (ok, so it’s 5 minutes, and I could do it in my sleep). Apparently, the lollipop lady wasn’t appreciative of the car driving past the primary school with this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oObL3Ajmr2Y blaring.
    Mind you, she never struck me a particularly friendly woman when I was at that primary school, so maybe she just doesn’t like people. Or maybe I just had incredibly high standards set by Wendy and Mr Peaches, the two lollipop people at my school in Melbourne, who were two of the nicest people on the planet. They were the kind of people who noticed when we had new shoes or a new haircut, and they must have seen a hundred or so kids every single day, so that was quite a feat.

  3. That is so beautifully written. I’m glad I read it.

  4. What?
    They are replacing Lloyd?
    I’m sorry – why don’t they just pull down the classrooms as well?
    Lloyd is an institution at the school.

  5. That is sad, and really, how fast do you ned to go walk to stand in the middle of the road and stop traffic?
    I love watching crossing guards… and mostly they are retired folk with something to look forward to each day, and feel purposeful.
    Poor Lloyd.

  6. I am so inspired by anyone who takes great pride in their work, no matter what it is.
    Poor Lloyd.
    And beautifully written post.

  7. How sad, getting old and being replaced by more supposedly efficient solutions is not easy or fair sometimes.

    Very beautifully written. Thank you for sharing.

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