She decided she wanted to make a school bus, kind of like we made a long time ago. I am amazed by her memory. So we began putting the school bus on the paper. I do realize that the way she painted her paper looks as if the school bus ran over all the children instead of picking them up, but T.J. kindly pointed out that instead of carnage, the red represented the red clay dirt that all of us who have lived in NC know quite well.
Finished product, covered up because it is fully functional.