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  1. That was just soooo funny. Well, not really, but given the circumstances: When I read it, I had just arrived home after an hour-long bus journey from one end of Canberra to the other, via the rather circuitous route that the weekend bus takes.

    About half-way into the journey, a mother & her 2-and-a-half year old child got on. The child proceeded to throw a tantrum that was showing no sign of stopping, and the mother was showing no sign of knowing how to handle a tantrum-throwing child at the best of times, much less on a moving bus, where the child believed that he didn’t even need to stay seated. (It was actually the sort of situation where I believed that the driver might have – and should have! — stopped the bus and said, ‘Madam, you need to restrain your child!’)

    Finally, another passenger opened up her shopping bag and offered the child one of those small rice crackers. Problem solved: child cannot scream and eat at the same time! He refused to settle down, but at least wasn’t screaming any more.

    It would have been so much worse on a plane for 2 hrs!

    Hope you have a great time on your latest adventure.

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