Where’s the love?

ON Tuesday, February 13, 2024, my son boarded a bus from Arts Village Pacific Habour at 2.30pm after school on his way home.

Upon reaching our place he pressed the stop button but the driver refused to stop until an elderly lady demanded the driver to stop. He fires back at the lady saying: “I don’t care if he’s a child! That’s not a bus stop!”

My son is in Year Six, so innocent and defenceless and thankfully an angel has to intervene. He walked back approximately 200m uphill on a rainy Tuesday along the highway soaking wet.

Safety is a priority regardless of age, gender or ethnicity. You ain’t getting back a soul once you lose it compared to a bus. And without your precious passengers, driver you wouldn’t have a job. Should an adult not have compassion for a child, how on earth are we supposed to live in harmony in a multiracial nation? There will be chaos, craziness and how bizarre life would be. Where’s the love? it’s not enough! Here we are;

Bullying each other Terrorising each other Segregating one another Discriminating another

John Lennon one of the greatest composers once sang:

“Imagine all the people, living life in peace,

You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one, I hope someday you’ll join and the world will be as one”. Wish we could gravitate to the love and live happily ever after.

To all bus drivers and conductors who attend to my son’s tiny request, thank you so much. Your love makes it possible for my son to reach home safe and sound.

LAVENIA MALAMA

Vunanaiu, Serua

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