San Francisco or Africa?

A little girl with nappy curly hair walked on to me, the bus. I introduced myself as Gus. She was girl of no more than five years of experience, with a woman who couldn't provide for her, because she was all strung out on drugs I've never heard of. The innocence of the girl was gone from this world, not fair, she would grow up fast. The woman who was her company, thought she was funny, and blurted profanity for the first two stops. I nudged the driver that she was a diver, jumping into an empty pool. So I decided to save the little girl from from having a world, like her old friend. "Get off this bus!" I yelled to the woman. "Who the hell are you?" she yelled up to the roof. "My name is Gus, I own this bus, and I suggest you get off!" Without hesitation, she left the situation, but forgot one thing, a child who was no longer smiling. The little girl stayed on the bus, and started to speak to Gus for there weren't too many people riding that day. "How are you, sweetheart?" Gus asked the girl. "I'm OK, but now what do I do today." she sounded worried. "Don't worry, my love, today your life will change." The bus stopped, and a homeless woman walked on and sat across from the little girl. With her boom box and headphones in her hand, and a hairdo only a mother could love, the lady asked the little girl if she had any requests. The little girl looked scared and said nothing but held onto her Simba stuffed animal that she had found at the Civic Center BART station the day before on the floor. The homeless woman looked at the animal and smiled. The bus stopped, and a tall young man with a mane of his own wearing brown pants and a tan T-shirt walked on to the bus. He smiled at the little girl, "Simba has returned!" the homeless lady spoke to the little girl. I can't explain how I did it or how I knew it would work, but I just knew these three people deserved to be helped, I did. The homeless woman looked up and heard something from her boom box. For the first time her boombox actually worked. So she sang, "NAAAAAAAAAA SINGUENYAAAAAAAAA BUBBBBBA BEECHIMABA! SEEEETEEEECUMB OHHHHHHYAAAAA AMMMMMA!" The little girl, in amazement looked at the homeless woman, in shock. The homeless woman stopped. The little girl started to sing, "From the day we arrived on this planet." Soon the attention of the other people of the bus was being drawn to the front of the bus, where the three strangers stood near each other. All looking at each other with smiles that lit up the faces of all the other riders, the little girl continued to sing the words. The presence of this little girl grabbed the attention of the young man. A young man who was in college and had no clue what he wanted to do, but knew that he wanted to help people somehow. The homeless lady joined the little girl, "It's the circle of life. And it moves us all!" She jumped up onto the MUNI seat like a half lion half person. "Through despair and hope, through faith and love!!!" The three of them joined together, "'Til we find our place, On the path unwinding. In the circle, the circle of life!" The entire bus clapped. The homeless woman, whose singing voice was actually quite good began to sing more songs from The Lion King Broadway soundtrack, as the young man sat next to the little girl. "Where are you parents?" he asked the little girl. "What are parents?" the little girl asked, confused. The young man looked at her and said, "Are you here alone?" The little girl nodded her head yes. It was the end of the bus route and I knew I had seen a miracle. I knew what I was doing bringing this young man to this young girl's life. The young man was volunteering at an orphanage; being that he was an orphan himself, he knew he had to take this girl in. They walked off of my bus hand in hand, as they headed to the orphanage that he was working at. I was tired. I wanted to sleep. I realized that everyone had left the bus, except the homeless lady. I saw her sleeping on the seats and decided that tonight, she wouldn't be homeless. I parked myself in the lot of all the other MUNI buses turned my heater on, and fell asleep. Tonight I was not a bus named gus, I was home!