Wednesday, 5 August 2015

Have you ever been sat on a stationary bus or train and had a funny turn because you thought it was setting off but it turns out it's the bus or train at the side of you that's started moving.
It's such a weird feeling, a bit like the feeling you get when you step off a treadmill and it's like you're walking on top of sponge or marshmallows, there's a little bit of fear that you might just fall and look a prat. 

That the other odd thing with us adults...
Falling! Omg, how traumatic!  If we have any sort of fall we tell people about it for years to come. 'Oooh do you remember last year when I fell down those stairs- it didn't half hurt, do you remember me telling you'. 
And we sit, once we've fallen, we sit in the fallen position for quite some time, long enough for us to gather the enormity of what has just occurred, before concluding that we have indeed fallen over and we might be hurt but as yet we don't know because we still can't quite believe we've fallen - at our age. 
And then we don't shut up telling people. We certainly don't forget. We are forever fearful of 'the stairs', they may get us again!

Kids and falls on the other hand.. Well it's par for the course! They bound around everywhere and I've yet to encounter a single outing where one of mine hasn't face planted the ground or banged something.
I used to panic, now I do a quick 'red test'. Is anything red squirting out of them. No. Great, get up off the floor now and stop being silly.
We don't allow them the same courtesy as to ourselves - we absolutely insist they 'get up now' and that they aren't hurt. Or that it's their own 'silly fault'. 

I gave up counting the kids bruises, especially down their shins. I'd still be counting and to be honest, math isn't my strongest, so I only go up to a 100 on most things. I'm sure there's more than 100 bruises on their legs. It's ridiculous. If their legs were my legs I'd be at the doctors crying that I had an issue with falls and needed help. 

But it's because they run EVERYWHERE! Adults don't do this. When an adult runs, it's either for a bus or because their hat has blown off. Or, they do it in a specific controlled manner, wearing gym kit and headphones declaring to the world that they are indeed running and this is planned because they are fit. We adults fear other people thinking we are bonkers. So we have to compartmentalise our running into a fitness or lateness category. 

In fact think back to the last time you saw an adult randomly running, you will have thought one of two things.
(1) adult has just robbed a person/shop/bank
(2) adult is slightly bonkers and unhinged, adults don't perform random running activity 

Compared this to kids who run just because they can! They have no reason, no purpose either, but their legs want to run. Mine do it in shops, (that's my kids not my legs!) we can be choosing cereal, then suddenly, one of them runs.. Or does a twirl on the aisle. Imagine if when I pulled the Cornflakes from the shelf I started doing a pirouette to the bread aisle, then ran full pelt from bread to the tinned section complete with a little slidey stop action. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to (if I thought I wouldn't fall over!) but I'd fear what other people thought of me and they'd be right. She's finally 'lost it'.

And that's the problem. We fear what people think, kids don't. So the next time you go supermarket shopping, go on, have a little run from aisle to aisle and when you stop to pick an item from the shelf, twirl like no-one is watching. Except, trust me, someone will be watching, and it'll no doubt be the security team in the control room waiting to pounce. Every adult randomly running is a robber. You know it! 



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