Last spring I was in the hospital for my half-year visit to my neurologist. In one of the corridors I nearly had a collision with a white-dressed woman who was riding on a scooter. (We call it a step.)
After I stepped aside (she did not even apologize) I had a flash of insight: Thatâ€™s a good way to move along l halls and long corridors of the train stations and the schools where I work.
I contacted a surf shop nearby and they showed me all kinds of scooters (even with a motor on it) and for my 60th birthday I received a beautiful scooter. I am very happy with it and I use him to do some shopping. I go to the railway station by bus and I take the scooter on my back and I use it on the platforms.
Every Tuesday when my wife and I look after my grandson, we go together on the scooter to the public library. Even when I have an unexpected off-period and itâ€™s difficult for me to walk I can use the scooter.
After bouncing the ball, kicking the football …
and walking with Nordic-walking sticks …
Itâ€™s for me a good way to move along.
And tomorrow I am going to my weekly Salsa-lesson in a restaurant near the beach. And Iâ€™m going by scooter!!
Hans de Rijke