School Bus Part Deux

Bro and I used to compete all the time. We both always want to win and this almost always leads to a fight. One competition occurs after school. Uncle Bus will drop us off at the end of our street and bro and I will run for our lives to reach our house, heavy school bag on our backs and a water bottle in one hand. I can just imagine the scene - two school kids scrambling along the street. The last one to reach has to close the gate which somehow is something that we dread. Silly I know but I guess at that age, closing the gate feels like a chore and no kiddo likes chores! Hrmph...