“But I don’t want to get off my train”

‘This morning I was on a New Jersey Transit train heading home from a weekend with friends. I have been riding these trains for so long that I could sort my destination with my eyes closed.

But there was a young family sitting near us on the train and it was the first train ride for the little boy. He must have been three or four.

His excitement was contagious. He loved seeing us fly past the trees, and see other trains pass by. He had his face up against the window and couldn’t take his eyes off the outside.

If you take a step back, and not see it as a means to an end, but through a kid’s eyes, it really is a fun way to travel.

I figured he would love getting off the train because the station we disembarked has the trains on street level, so you actually have to climb up to get in the train, you aren’t just walking on a platform. So I figured for such a small kid, he would love that.

I was wrong.

He was so enthused by the moving trains, that when we all had to get off, as it was the last stop, you would have thought his parents were beating him. He screamed bloody murder…”BUT I DON’T WANT TO GET OFF MY TRAIN.”

I suppose eventually they were able to drag him off.


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