I don’t often get riled up by newspaper articles but this one made me cross. even though it is in the Daily Mail. Click to read the article here. Parents are detailing how their children are having accidents and they are feeling guilty. I will say right here and now, that I am reacting to the article as published. I know that sometimes they are not as the story was originally told to a journalist, or even as the journalist actually submitted.
One telling line is this:‘ I hoped it would make getting around with a baby easier and less cumbersome than using our double buggy,’ says Sarah, a teacher, 44. ‘But because he was still small I ended up pulling him around.’
Another: But, like many working mothers, I try not to worry because Rosie’s £50 scooter makes my life infinitely more convenient. My daughter is too old for a buggy, but too little to walk a long way. Were it not for her scooter, the mile-long journey to nursery would take hours. Rosie, in the article is 3. I don’t think that is too young for a buggy if it is a mile to walk. A travel buggy is cheaper, folds up neatly, is light to carry if not needed and can be used if necessary. It also doesn’t take up much room when collapsed at a nursery.
I am sorry, I have no sympathy. These mothers are using their children’s childhood toy (for that is what it is) to make their own lives easier? Why buy a double buggy and not use it? I know the old style ones were bulky but they seem much better designed now, Pulling a Scooter? Kind of defeats the object right there. Or buy a buggy board and put him on that? If the mile long journey to nursery takes hours? either find a closer nursery if possible, or leave earlier. Having said that, I am all for making life easier, just not without thinking about it first, and if it doesn’t work, trying something else. Rosie’s mum could insist that Rosie sticks with her, and scoots alongside. It takes discipline. Rosie could go fast in the park on the way home? One child lost a tooth while on his Scooter, this sort of accident (losing a tooth) could have happened anywhere in any circumstance.
I am over 50, 54 to be exact, I had a Scooter when I was a child, I had roller skates, I had bikes, I made ice slides on the pavement (OK, that probably wasn’t such a good idea). I used to get to places (normally the shops or the park) by these modes of transport, however, my mother always made sure I was within grabbing distance, just in case I was in danger of running someone over (unlikely, as we were taught to observe where we were going and that adults had the right of way), or going on the road (again, unlikely, although there were less cars on the road, but then again, that didn’t stop the boy over the road getting run over).
I fell over. I fell off. I didn’t wear a helmet (don’t think they were invented, although I did have to wear a riding hat when I eventually got riding lessons – oh how I begged for those) I digress. I came off my bike, I went over the handle bars, I had horrible looking scrapes, my knees are still scarred. But it was part of growing up. My parents disciplined me. They made me listen to them. I was not allowed to disappear at speed, I was only allowed to do that in the park. If my mother (with 4 children under 4 at one point) could manage to get us to school, without us running amok on Scooters, why can’t mothers do it now? Well, firstly, we walked to School. The little ones (my two younger siblings) were in the pram or the pushchair and we had to walk holding the pram handle. If we were tired, normally on the way home again, we were hoiked up onto the pram for a ride. mostly we just took longer to get home, or we would stop in the park on the way, which always gave us a second wind. By the time Mum had just one left in the pushchair, it was tough, we had to walk regardless, unless Dad was with us and he would sometimes put my younger sister or brother on his shoulders.
I am sure that when (if) I am ever lucky enough to have grandchildren, it will all be different and they can do what they want when they want, but for now, I would like to think that I would also insist that they would scoot alongside of me, I may even buy myself a Scooter! Then they can pick me up when I inevitably fall off!
Do you think children should be allowed to whizz about on Scooters as described in the article? Does this article make you cross too? If so, why?