Sharing

My William is a funny boy. It has nothing to do with deafness, it’s just his nature. He likes things to be a certain way. He likes to be in control.

We travel a lot on buses. There is a section on buses for pushchairs that fits 2. Of late, if we have been alone in the section and another pushchair has gotten on and joined us, William has lost the plot. Lost. The. Plot. Shouting, crying, even pushing the pushchair away if he can. He is not a fan of sharing, even space on a bus. Like I said, funny boy.

So each time, I have got down to his level, calmed him down, and explained that we have to share. Share the space with other pushchairs.

Last weekend we were alone in the section. Sure enough, after a few stops, another pushchair got on. My heart stopped in anticipation of the meltdown.

Will went around to his sister in the front of the pushchair. He got down to her level and he explained to her, in sign and speech, that we need to share with other pushchairs. A couple of times to be sure she got it.

Oh. My. Heart.

He likes things to be a certain way. He likes to be in control.

He’s my funny boy and he is just wonderful.

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