THE BUS STOPS HERE

Time-crunched city families are sick of bus and train delays, so they’re taking matters into their own hands. Behold the new, zany ways kids are doing class transit

W ITH three kids under 6, riding the rails to school was “undoable” for Ashlie Yair.

“Getting on the subway in the morning with a stroller — let alone a double stroller — is almost impossible,” the Chelsea resident tells The Post. “Either the elevators don’t work, or people crowd on and won’t let you on. You have to fight and get yelled at.”

This past summer, the 33-year-old mom was dreading the start of the school year until she came up with the perfect transportation alternative: pedaling her kids to class at the private Corlears School in a bakfiet, a specialized carrier bicycle fitted with a large open bin for transporting loads. Yair says she first saw the contraption when a friend bought one. She knew it was just the thing for her kids, ages 5 ¹/ , 3 ¹/ and 1.

“I literally said out loud, ‘I’m getting the f - - king bike,’ ” she tells The Post.

Many parents can relate to that resolve. Less than a month into the academic year, the city’s school-bus hotline has already lit up with some 82,000 complaints about delays and no-shows, according to the Department of Education. A 5-year-old Queens girl was on her way home from PS 85 last Thursday when her bus driver broke a window and then took hours to reunite the child with her family. With the city’s ailing subway system just as shaky — ridership was down 2 percent for the first five months of 2018 compared with the same period last year, according to the Metropolitan Transportation Authority — parents and kids are getting creative in making private transit arrangements.

Yair says her $1,200 specialty bike, which she stores outside the family home with three locks, is more convenient for shuttling her kids on the family’s mile-long commute. It’s also ultimately more budget-friendly than the Lyft rides she might be tempted to take otherwise.

“I figure it will pay for itself in a few months,” she says. And, yes, she plans to keep riding through winter.

For transit-averse parents who aren’t so keen on pedaling through the elements, private taxi companies catering to well-heeled pupils have been a lifesaver.

Elizabeth Shepherd recently launched Kidault Kar, a car service for city kids that includes safety features such as background checks for the company’s 25 or so drivers and live video streaming of the back seat.

“Sometimes the school is only 10 or 15 minutes away, but the parents don’t have time to take [the kids],” Shepherd says, noting that a typical one-way trip to school costs about $12 and varies based on an Uber-like algorithm that factors in distance and time of day.

The service is a far cry from Shepherd’s own school days, when she schlepped to Sheepshead Bay from Canar- sie via an hourlong ride on the Q train.

“The subway is definitely safer than it was when I was in school, but it’s not that reliable,” she says.

Some parents are turning to private bus companies — and in at least one case, helping to start them.

Ryston Sookchan launched the Ryston S Bus Co. yellowbus service last year after several Manhattan parents of tweens wooed him away from a private-school contract. The parents now pay him directly — about $400 per month — for his personalized, reliable morning drop-off service. Each school day, Sookchan picks up 11 or so students.

The 36-year-old Ozone Park resident says he frequently sees families zipping kids to school in luxury vehicles.

“How cool is it to arrive at school and the doors swing up, like a Lambo?” Sookchan says of one young privateschool student whose driver drops him off every day in a Tesla.

One Upper East Side mom who declined to use her name for privacy reasons says this is the norm.

“Everybody has private drivers — at least 70 percent of the Upper East Side,” says the mom. She pays her family driver a cool $80,000 a year to shuttle her two children, ages 10 and 12, to the West Side every day in a Mercedes truck.

Whether kids get chauffeured to class aboard highticket bikes, private buses or sleek luxury wheels, one thing seems evident: Fewer and fewer will be needing MetroCards this year.

“Nobody takes the subway,” declares the mom with the Mercedes chauffeur. “My kids have taken the subway maybe two times in their life.”