Thoughts on the way to school

Megan dashed out of the house as fast as she could. There'd been a power failure and her parents' alarm clock hadn't gone off! Gasping, she ran to the corner of the street, barely making it in time for the waiting school bus. As soon as she sat down, Megan took a hairbrush out of her pocket and, lickety-split, had her hair half-tamed in no time.

Gazing sleepily out the window, she was suddenly startled by the screaming of fire trucks, police cars and ambulances as they hurtled past. She sat back, nursing her broken arm in its cast. Oh, that awful fall the other day. She had slipped and fallen right in the middle of the municipal skating rink, red-faced, with all the other skaters stopping to stare.

Megan looked down at the cast (it had taken forever to apply the miles of wet tape at the hospital). She smiled at the colourful messages her friends had written. She especially loved the note from her best friend: "Megan and Kim–buddies for life!" and wondered if the doctor would allow her to keep the cast as a souvenir.

As the bus passed the pharmacy, she remembered Grandma's birthday card. She would have to go to the postal outlet after school to mail it. The bus pulled up in front of Megan's school. "Bye, kids! See you later!" the driver called, as his passengers rushed off for class.

Activity for students

Indicate which level of government is responsible for providing the goods and services that Megan can use.