saco-indonesia.com, Anak batita perlu belajar
menghibur orang yang sedang bersedih, menolang orang yang sedang berduka. Ia perlu belajar
Saco- Indonesia.com - Anak batita perlu belajar menghibur orang yang sedang bersedih, menolang orang yang sedang berduka. Ia perlu belajar empati. Seperti yang dijelaskan Shari Young Kuchenbecker, PhD dari Chapman University, Orange, California, Amerika Serikat, empati akan mencegah seseorang berperilaku buruk yang dapat melukai orang lain.
Anak yang memiliki empati tinggi akan selalu memelihara sikap dan kata-katanya, mudah menolong, dan tidak berbuat semena-mena kepada orang lain dan semua makhluk hidup.
Mengasah empati merupakan salah satu tugas orangtua. Mengenalkan kecerdasan emosional pada batita memang memberikan tantangan tersendiri. Jangankan diminta memahami perasaan orang lain, memahami perasaannya sendiri saja kadang si batita belum mampu. Namun justru sifat batita yang masih egois dan menjadikan dirinya sebagai pusat segalanya, inilah yang membuat mengajarkan nilai empati menjadi penting, karena dari situ si kecil akan dapat melihat dunia lain selain dunianya sendiri.
Pengajaran empati paling efektif saat anak berumur 1-3 tahun. Pemahaman reseptif (kemampuan untuk mengenal dan bereaksi terhadap seseorang/kejadian/lingkungan) anak batita mulai berjalan karena kemampuannya dalam mengeksplorasi, observasi, untuk kemudian meniru sedang berkembang. Jadi inilah saat yang paling tepat mengajari anak mengenal nilai-nilai empati.
(Tabloid Nakita/Irfan Hasuki)
Editor :Liwon Maulana(galipat)
saco-indonesia.com, Siswa Sekolah Dasar Negeri (SDN) Tugu Utara 22, Muhammad Badrul Tamam yang berusia (7) tahun, tewas terlinda
saco-indonesia.com, Siswa Sekolah Dasar Negeri (SDN) Tugu Utara 22, Muhammad Badrul Tamam yang berusia (7) tahun, tewas terlindas truk kontainer B 9899 UEH di Jalan Kramat Jaya, Koja, Jakarta Utara, Selasa (28/1). Saat itu Tamam berangkat diantar ibunya Elfayanti yang berusia (31) tahun dengan motor Honda Spacy B 3535 UAX.
"Motor sama kontainer sejajar jalan beriringan, tapi tiba-tiba motor mengerem mendadak ngindarin lubang yang ada di depannya dan jatuh terlindas ban belakang kontainer. Anaknya masih pakai baju sekolah mental ke kanan, ibunya ke kiri," ujar Yono , Selasa (28/1).
Selain itu, lanjut Yono, kemudian sopir truk langsung turun ketika telah mengetahui kontainer yang dikendarainya telah menabrak motor.
"Sopir syok lihat korban anak yang pakai baju sekolah kelindas sempat panik dan takut digebukin," tandasnya.
Yono juga menambahkan, setelah kejadian ibu korban masih bisa berjalan, bahkan dirinya juga sempat menjawab alamat rumahnya.
"Orang tuanya masih bisa jalan dan belum sempat pingsan. Saya juga sempat tanya alamat di mana bu, 'dia bilang alamat di Balai Rakyat'. Satu jam kemudian keluarga korban datang dan langsung dibawa ke Rumah Sakit Pelabuhan," tandasnya.
Sementara itu, Petugas Kepolisian Polsek Koja Aiptu Akub S mengatakan, bahwa saat kejadian sopir sedang berdua dengan kernetnya Sohib (16) menuju pelabuhan. Saat itu dia dari arah simpang lima Semper setelah keluar dari pool mobilnya di daerah Cilincing.
"Kejadian sekitar pukul 10.00 WIB pagi tadi, sopir sudah kita amankan. Selanjutnya kita serahkan ke unit Laka Lantas untuk proses penyelidikan," pungkasnya.
Editor : Dian Sukmawati
Hockey is not exactly known as a city game, but played on roller skates, it once held sway as the sport of choice in many New York neighborhoods.
“City kids had no rinks, no ice, but they would do anything to play hockey,” said Edward Moffett, former director of the Long Island City Y.M.C.A. Roller Hockey League, in Queens, whose games were played in city playgrounds going back to the 1940s.
From the 1960s through the 1980s, the league had more than 60 teams, he said. Players included the Mullen brothers of Hell’s Kitchen and Dan Dorion of Astoria, Queens, who would later play on ice for the National Hockey League.
One street legend from the heyday of New York roller hockey was Craig Allen, who lived in the Woodside Houses projects and became one of the city’s hardest hitters and top scorers.
“Craig was a warrior, one of the best roller hockey players in the city in the ’70s,” said Dave Garmendia, 60, a retired New York police officer who grew up playing with Mr. Allen. “His teammates loved him and his opponents feared him.”
Young Craig took up hockey on the streets of Queens in the 1960s, playing pickup games between sewer covers, wearing steel-wheeled skates clamped onto school shoes and using a roll of electrical tape as the puck.
His skill and ferocity drew attention, Mr. Garmendia said, but so did his skin color. He was black, in a sport made up almost entirely by white players.
“Roller hockey was a white kid’s game, plain and simple, but Craig broke the color barrier,” Mr. Garmendia said. “We used to say Craig did more for race relations than the N.A.A.C.P.”
Mr. Allen went on to coach and referee roller hockey in New York before moving several years ago to South Carolina. But he continued to organize an annual alumni game at Dutch Kills Playground in Long Island City, the same site that held the local championship games.
The reunion this year was on Saturday, but Mr. Allen never made it. On April 26, just before boarding the bus to New York, he died of an asthma attack at age 61.
Word of his death spread rapidly among hundreds of his old hockey colleagues who resolved to continue with the event, now renamed the Craig Allen Memorial Roller Hockey Reunion.
The turnout on Saturday was the largest ever, with players pulling on their old equipment, choosing sides and taking once again to the rink of cracked blacktop with faded lines and circles. They wore no helmets, although one player wore a fedora.
Another, Vinnie Juliano, 77, of Long Island City, wore his hearing aids, along with his 50-year-old taped-up quads, or four-wheeled skates with a leather boot. Many players here never converted to in-line skates, and neither did Mr. Allen, whose photograph appeared on a poster hanging behind the players’ bench.
“I’m seeing people walking by wondering why all these rusty, grizzly old guys are here playing hockey,” one player, Tommy Dominguez, said. “We’re here for Craig, and let me tell you, these old guys still play hard.”
Everyone seemed to have a Craig Allen story, from his earliest teams at Public School 151 to the Bryant Rangers, the Woodside Wings, the Woodside Blues and more.
Mr. Allen, who became a yellow-cab driver, was always recruiting new talent. He gained the nickname Cabby for his habit of stopping at playgrounds all over the city to scout players.
Teams were organized around neighborhoods and churches, and often sponsored by local bars. Mr. Allen, for one, played for bars, including Garry Owen’s and on the Fiddler’s Green Jokers team in Inwood, Manhattan.
Play was tough and fights were frequent.
“We were basically street gangs on skates,” said Steve Rogg, 56, a mail clerk who grew up in Jackson Heights, Queens, and who on Saturday wore his Riedell Classic quads from 1972. “If another team caught up with you the night before a game, they tossed you a beating so you couldn’t play the next day.”
Mr. Garmendia said Mr. Allen’s skin color provoked many fights.
“When we’d go to some ignorant neighborhoods, a lot of players would use slurs,” Mr. Garmendia said, recalling a game in Ozone Park, Queens, where local fans parked motorcycles in a lineup next to the blacktop and taunted Mr. Allen. Mr. Garmendia said he checked a player into the motorcycles, “and the bikes went down like dominoes, which started a serious brawl.”
A group of fans at a game in Brooklyn once stuck a pole through the rink fence as Mr. Allen skated by and broke his jaw, Mr. Garmendia said, adding that carloads of reinforcements soon arrived to defend Mr. Allen.
And at another racially incited brawl, the police responded with six patrol cars and a helicopter.
Before play began on Saturday, the players gathered at center rink to honor Mr. Allen. Billy Barnwell, 59, of Woodside, recalled once how an all-white, all-star squad snubbed Mr. Allen by playing him third string. He scored seven goals in the first game and made first string immediately.
“He’d always hear racial stuff before the game, and I’d ask him, ‘How do you put up with that?’” Mr. Barnwell recalled. “Craig would say, ‘We’ll take care of it,’ and by the end of the game, he’d win guys over. They’d say, ‘This guy’s good.’”
From sea to shining sea, or at least from one side of the Hudson to the other, politicians you have barely heard of are being accused of wrongdoing. There were so many court proceedings involving public officials on Monday that it was hard to keep up.
In Newark, two underlings of Gov. Chris Christie were arraigned on charges that they were in on the truly deranged plot to block traffic leading onto the George Washington Bridge.
Ten miles away, in Lower Manhattan, Dean G. Skelos, the leader of the New York State Senate, and his son, Adam B. Skelos, were arrested by the Federal Bureau of Investigation on accusations of far more conventional political larceny, involving a job with a sewer company for the son and commissions on title insurance and bond work.
The younger man managed to receive a 150 percent pay increase from the sewer company even though, as he said on tape, he “literally knew nothing about water or, you know, any of that stuff,” according to a criminal complaint the United States attorney’s office filed.
The success of Adam Skelos, 32, was attributed by prosecutors to his father’s influence as the leader of the Senate and as a potentate among state Republicans. The indictment can also be read as one of those unfailingly sad tales of a father who cannot stop indulging a grown son. The senator himself is not alleged to have profited from the schemes, except by being relieved of the burden of underwriting Adam.
The bridge traffic caper is its own species of crazy; what distinguishes the charges against the two Skeloses is the apparent absence of a survival instinct. It is one thing not to know anything about water or that stuff. More remarkable, if true, is the fact that the sewer machinations continued even after the former New York Assembly speaker, Sheldon Silver, was charged in January with taking bribes disguised as fees.
It was by then common gossip in political and news media circles that Senator Skelos, a Republican, the counterpart in the Senate to Mr. Silver, a Democrat, in the Assembly, could be next in line for the criminal dock. “Stay tuned,” the United States attorney, Preet Bharara said, leaving not much to the imagination.
Even though the cat had been unmistakably belled, Skelos father and son continued to talk about how to advance the interests of the sewer company, though the son did begin to use a burner cellphone, the kind people pay for in cash, with no traceable contracts.
That was indeed prudent, as prosecutors had been wiretapping the cellphones of both men. But it would seem that the burner was of limited value, because by then the prosecutors had managed to secure the help of a business executive who agreed to record calls with the Skeloses. It would further seem that the business executive was more attentive to the perils of pending investigations than the politician.
Through the end of the New York State budget negotiations in March, the hopes of the younger Skelos rested on his father’s ability to devise legislation that would benefit the sewer company. That did not pan out. But Senator Skelos did boast that he had haggled with Gov. Andrew M. Cuomo, a Democrat, in a successful effort to raise a $150 million allocation for Long Island to $550 million, for what the budget called “transformative economic development projects.” It included money for the kind of work done by the sewer company.
The lawyer for Adam Skelos said he was not guilty and would win in court. Senator Skelos issued a ringing declaration that he was unequivocally innocent.
THIS was also the approach taken in New Jersey by Bill Baroni, a man of great presence and eloquence who stopped outside the federal courthouse to note that he had taken risks as a Republican by bucking his party to support paid family leave, medical marijuana and marriage equality. “I would never risk my career, my job, my reputation for something like this,” Mr. Baroni said. “I am an innocent man.”
The lawyer for his co-defendant, Bridget Anne Kelly, the former deputy chief of staff to Mr. Christie, a Republican, said that she would strongly rebut the charges.
Perhaps they had nothing to do with the lane closings. But neither Mr. Baroni nor Ms. Kelly addressed the question of why they did not return repeated calls from the mayor of Fort Lee, N.J., begging them to stop the traffic tie-ups, over three days.
That silence was a low moment. But perhaps New York hit bottom faster. Senator Skelos, the prosecutors charged, arranged to meet Long Island politicians at the wake of Wenjian Liu, a New York City police officer shot dead in December, to press for payments to the company employing his son.
Sometimes it seems as though for some people, the only thing to be ashamed of is shame itself.