Difficult to navigate with lots going on, traffic in both directions, potential danger everywhere AND a journey to complete.
Dylan had been working hard at home on crossing the road and adhering to road safety in an effort to increase independence with slow but steady progress.
I can walk along the pavements with him and I don’t need to request that he holds hands with me anymore. He often just links arms with me for stability, Dylan tires so easily when walking, and knows when we approach the kerb that he needs to hold hands, stop at the edge of the road and await either verbal instruction or discussion about our surroundings and how we can complete this crossing safely.
Now we are in Greece the rules have changed. We have a 20 minute walk from the hotel to the beach. The traffic is fast and flows on the opposite side of the road. There is a large volume of noisy older cars and scooters and an absence of pavements. There is literally a fainted partially painted line approximately half a meter from the edge of the road. This indicates where the walkway finishes and the busy road starts. The difference between Greek and UK roads is huge.
We have visited Greece for our holidays for the last 4 years so we are accustomed to the differences. Dylan manages this well usually.
This time round with the teenage defiance, agitation brought on by the blistering heat and non stop sweaty hands Dylan refuses to hold hands; absolutely point blank at times. It’s exasperating and terrifying just like when he was 6 or 7 and we could compromise by having him hold onto Graces pushchair. Today we have nothing but empty pleas and trying to hurry the situation along, frantically trying to avoid a catastrophe.
Not having the safety net of Graces pushchair I’m increasingly panicking until Josh calmly steps in.
“Mum, let me try.
C’mon Dylan lets get out the sun”.
Thanks Josh x