When my daughter was in kindergarten she got chased by a big tom one morning getting on the bus. The driver stopped when dropping her off that afternoon and asked my wife to keep her in the house til he waved, for a couple of days.
And that's how it worked for a couple of days. Dutch, the driver would stand in the door of the bus and wave for the daughter to come out.
Second or maybe 3rd day, here comes old Tom again.
Dutch steps off the bus with a tennis racket. Tom desisted and never reappeared...
