At the bus stop, 6-year-old Johnny stands beside his mum as they wait. She leans down and whispers,

At the bus stop, 6-year-old Johnny stands beside his mum as they wait. She leans down and whispers,

“I’ll buy a ticket for myself, but if the driver asks how old you are, say you’re 5. That way, I won’t have to pay for you.”

The bus arrives, and they climb aboard. Mum purchases an adult return ticket to the town center.

The driver, glancing at Johnny, smiles and asks,
“And what’s your name, young man?”

Johnny beams. “I’m Johnny!”

The driver nods. “And how old are you, Johnny?”

“I’m 5,” Johnny replies confidently.

The driver chuckles and follows up, “And when will you be 6?”

Johnny grins wide. “As soon as I get off the bus!”