March 17 started out like most days in fifth grade. I went to school at George G. Dodge Intermediate in Twinsburg, Ohio. At the end of the day, the bell rang and I got on the bus.
I sat in the front, close to the driver, who started coughing. As we got closer to my house, he was coughing even more. I asked, “Are you OK?” But he didn’t answer. That’s when I realized he had passed out!
I knew I had to do something or everyone on the bus was going to be in big trouble.