On a date with a grandmother

From our move, grandmothers suffered the most, having lost the opportunity to communicate with their favorite grandchildren. But they took a very noticeable participation in the life of children. Sasha’s grandmother, without exaggeration, raised a child, while we, very young parents, completed student careers. And Alexander spent all the holidays in the village, waited - he did not wait until, finally, he would go "to a woman with his grandfather."

And so we separated them. Now between the relatives the distance is two thousand kilometers, and you need to get by two trains and an airplane. "Grandfather cries, a woman cries, a hens cries." And Sasha no, no, but burst into tears at night: "I missed the grandmother very much ..."

In the summer, we were able to transport children to grandmothers, but for a very short period. Sasha was not enough a short moment of a date, and in September he began to probe the soil: would it be possible to repeat in the New Year holidays? He in every possible way appeared valor, diligently studied and participated in household chores, each time celebrating:

• Mom, well, well done, right?

• You are just a wonderful well done, the best son in the world!

• Well, you want such a wonderful son to make the most wonderful New Year's gift?

• I probably want. What?

• Then I will say.

And now the "secret" was revealed. Sasha asked Santa Claus a trip to his grandmother. Who dares to refuse the most wonderful son in the world?

We immediately faced serious problems. Someone needs to accompany Alexander, probably to me, because my husband does not have New Year's weekends. For the same reason, you will have to carry a lion with you, carrying serious moral and financial losses.

But there is always a way out. For example, there are transport operators providing a minors to escort the service. Unfortunately, this chance did not smile. But it turned out that on the aircraft of our airline an independent flight is allowed from the age of twelve.

• Sasha, will you fly alone?

• Certainly! Certainly! Of course, I will fly!

We have developed a plan for ensuring all possible safety measures. On our part, Alexander was delivered to the terminal, accompanied by adults, and in Moscow it was met by a grandmother, providing transportation with ground means. In essence, Alexander had to stay without supervision for a while. An hour after registration at the local airport and forty minutes - to Vnukovo, wait until the grandmother arrives. Among the employees of the Avia services and all other safety, troubles of the thirteen -year -old boy can mainly cause trouble, only he himself. Otherwise, there is no more risk than on the street along which the child returns from school every day.

But these are logical reasoning, which the maternal heart, as you know, is not a decree. I was worried, walked in circles, checked for the hundredth time if the child remembered the instructions. The son remained calm and calm.

• Sash, are you really not worried at all?

• Yes, but it's okay. I went to school for the first time - I was worried. On the bus for the first time he rode without you - worried. Even by train - worried. But is everything okay? So, now everything will be fine.

It turns out that my son has experience, and he trusts this experience. In essence, I have no choice but to do the same - to entrust the child’s most expensive that I have - he himself.

However, my unrest was in vain. The child happily hit his beloved grandmother and spent the holidays perfectly. Actual experiences awaited us on the way back when everyone had already relaxed.

The plan was scheduled again on a permanentone. Grandfather transports Sasha to Moscow, launches the airport to the terminal and leaves for his native village. And I meet the child of our regional airport, after which we, discussing the accumulated news, calmly go to the house on the train. Everything is fine, if not for the abolition of the flight, about which the air operator did not report much in advance. Grandfather and grandson were already traveling by train towards the capital.

I don’t know how people lived without mobile phones! Only with the help of such a connection it was possible to remotely connect friends and unfamiliar to find volunteers who were ready to shelter Sasha and deliver him to the airport for a much later flight. And grandfather managed to return home to urgent labor obligations in a timely manner.

The late flight attacked us from all sides. It was not possible to get home straight home - electric trains from the regional center do not go to our town at night. I had to turn to friends who met the child, ensuring shelter and safety. The little force majeure was waiting for Sasha and the next day-being late for the train.

And then the child finally proved his ability to independent action. He asked the station employees about alternative vehicles, found the right minibus and was at home, ahead of the arrival of a suburban train.

Of course, for an adult, this is "trifles of life." Sasha was not alone, always and everywhere there were people who could have been blown up, to pick up to insure. There was mobile communications and information support, the child always knew about the availability of spare options.

And yet - this is a very adult experience that requires nerves tension, composure, coordination. From this experience, the son came out to others, matured. Without bad shelter, which is especially annoying in adolescents - decaying, crooking, thoughtlessness. And in my and in his own eyes, he became more competent, independent.

True, a side effect was discovered. Now it is already inconvenient for me to give off traditional maternal instructions: “Do not go without a hat”, “Be careful on the road.” Sasha looks with an expressive reproach:

• Mom, what are you? I'm not small.

And I understand that the child is right. My son proved his right to make his ability to take care of himself.

Elena Cherepitskaya .

To be continued...

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