Selasa, 01 Juni 2010

Letter from little Girl

Ibuku sayang
Sekarang saya telah disurga bu….saya sangat berharap bisa menjadi gadis kecilmu. Tetapi saya bingung dengan apa yang telah terjadi. Aku menikmati keberadaanku di rahimmu. Walaupun gelap, tentu saja karena saya ada didalam rahimmu, ibu. Saya melihat bagaimana aku mendapatkan jari tangan dan kaki. Begitu senangnya berada di rahimmu, belum siap aku untuk meninggalkan duniaku ini. Kuhabiskan waktuku dengan berfikir dan tidur. Sejak awal kehadiranku, kurasakan ikatan batin yang begitu kuat denganmu, ibu.
Terkadang aku mendengar ibu menangis dan aku juga ikut menangis. Terkadang engkau membentak dan menjerit. Lalu kudengar Ayah balas membentak. Hatiku sangat  sedih, sehingga kuberharap ibu akan lebih baik keesokan harinya.  Aku begitu khawatir ketika engkau sering menangis. Suatu hari engkau menangis sepanjang hari. Apakah aku menyakitimu, bu? Sungguh! Tak bisa kubayangkan apa yang membuatmu begitu sedih.
Pada hari itu juga, sesuatu yang mengerikan terjadi. Seekor monster mendatangi tempatku yang hangat dan nyaman. Aku sangat takut, bu. Aku menjerit sekuat tenaga. Memanggilmu, bu. Tetapi ibu tak menolongku. Mungkin ibu tak pernah mendengarku. Monster itu makin mendekat, aku menjerit, “ ibu..Ibu, toloooong”. Teror itu begitu menakutkan dan menyakitkan. Aku terus menjerit meminta pertolonganmu, bu…hingga aku tak dapat berbuat apa-apa lagi. Monster itu menarik tanganku. Sakit sekali, bu.Sakit yang tak terperikan. Ia mencabik lenganku. Dan monster itu belum berhenti menyerangku. Ia kemudian mencabik kakiku. Kulihat tangan dan kakiku terpisah.
Aku merasakan kesakitan yang sangat, saya sekarat bu. Aku akan mati. Kusadari itu. Padahal aku belum sempat melihat mukamu, atau mendengar dari mulutmu betapa engkau mencintaiku. Keinginanku untuk menghapus air mata diwajahmu belum terwujud. Aku mempunyai banyak rencana untuk membahagaikanmu. Sekarang semua impian dan anganku musnah ditelan oleh rasa sakit dari terror yang kualami. Aku bisa merasakan terror itu telah menghentikan detik jantungku. Padahal keinginanku untuk menjadi putrimu sangat besar. Semua itu sirna oleh terror yang mengerikan. Dalam keadaan sekarat ini, aku tak bisa membayangkan apa yang dilakukan monster itu padamu. Ingin kuucapkan betapa aku mencintaimu sebelum ajal menjemputku, tapi aku tak tahu menggunakan bahasa apa yang bisa ibu mengerti.
Tak lama kemudian aku menghembuskan nafas terakhirku. Aku mati, bu. Kurasakan rohku meninggalkan jasadku, aku dijemput oleh malaikat ketempat yang luas dan sangat indah. Aku masih menangis, tapi rasa sakit telah hilang. Malaikat mengatarku ketempat yang sangat indah. Itu yang menghentikan tangisanku. Kutanya malaikat”monster apa yang menyerangku dan membunuhku?” Malaikat menjawab “Aborsi”. Saya tidak tahu bagaimana rupa monster abrosi itu. Surat ini kutulis karena aku sangat mencintaimu, bu. Betapa inginnya saya menjadi gadis kecilmu. Saya telah berusaha keras untuk bertahan hidup. Saya ingin hidup. Tetapi monster itu begitu kuat. Ia merengut tanganku. Lalu merengut kakiku. Kemudian tubuhku. Aku tercabik-cabik. Tak mungkin aku bertahan dengan tubuh yang tercabik. Aku telah berusaha, bu. Melawannya. Tapi tak mampu. Aku sangat ingin hidup bersamamu, bu. Berhati-hatilah bu terhadap monster Aborsi. Ia sangat kejam. Aku sangat mencintaimu, bu. Dan tak ingin ibu mengalami terror dari monster aborsi seperti yang kualami. Waspadalah bu. Ia masih ada di luar sana. Tak tahu siapa lagi yang diincarnya. Jaga dirimu, bu.
Salam Sayang

Bayi perempuanmu 

Law of the Garbage Truck

One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport.

Never count yourself out

Blind high school runner and teammates collaborate with such ease that the extraordinary becomes ordinary
On a cloudless spring afternoon on the crowded Glenwood South track, Tommy C. placed his hand on the back of Shin T.'s elbow. He didn't let go until they had finished the first stretch of a 2 1/2-mile lung-burning training run, matching strides as they moved, connected, around the track.

Most afternoons, Tommy and his teammates form these rare duets in the individual sport of distance running, Tommy occasionally serving as a motivator, his teammates always serving as the eyes Tommy lost by age 2.

The 17-year-old junior and his teenage teammates collaborate on his running career with such ease that their teamwork, extraordinary as it is, becomes ordinary. Just like Tommy.

"The best thing about Tommy is he doesn't act like (he's blind)," Glenwood South assistant track coach Chris H. said. "He just does what everybody else does."

And maybe a little more.

Bilateral retinoblastoma, a rare cancer of the eyes, claimed Tommy's first eye when he was 13 months old. Shortly after his second birthday, he lost his other eye.

As Tommy recovered from his surgeries and was fitted with prosthetic eyes, his parents read everything they could and contacted various organizations for help, said his mother, Kristi Tommy. She then started going to park district classes with her son, who was willing to try everything.

"The big goal was to make him independent. He's going to live as an adult?he just won't be able to see," Kristi T. said. "Whenever he tries something new, there's an element of danger. We're cautious, but he's gotten to where he is today because we've allowed him to do whatever activity he wants to."

Tommy C. tells the following story with a palpable pride for how his parents raised him.

He was about 5 years old and standing at the base of an escalator at a mall with his mother, who was trying to verbally guide him on to the moving stairs. Afraid and unable to find the railing, Tommy threw a tantrum, attracting several onlookers who were appalled that his mother wouldn't physically help him.

"My parents are probably my harshest critics, but in a good way," Tommy said. "That's the story of how everything goes. They make me do it. There are no excuses. It increases resourcefulness."

Tommy figured out the escalator, just as he figured out each activity on his ever-growing list of accomplishments. He has played the recorder, the piano and the guitar. He plays the drums in a band that has a steady lineup of gigs in the north suburbs and played at the Elbo Room in Chicago this winter.

Interested in the music industry and broadcast journalism, he had his own radio show at Glenwood South and will attend a five-week journalism program at Northwestern this summer. He has a 4.6 GPA on a 4.0 scale and takes AP courses.

He has skied, done karate, completed triathlons, wrestled for Glenwood South and he became such an impressive skateboarder that he attracted the attention of legend Tony Hawk.

In 2008, Hawk found Tommy through an online video and flew to Chicago to skate with and interview him for a video. Afterward, Hawk wrote about Tommy in his journal

"The kid goes for it and is not afraid to fall. I was most impressed with his backside revert technique," Hawk wrote. "As a ramp skater, backside reverts are one of the last things to learn because you are blind to the ramp when coming down. But then I realized that he's always blind to the ramp. It doesn't make it any less dangerous though, and I am amazed at his tenacity and easygoing approach to life."

The American Printing House for the Blind counts more than 58,000 legally blind students registered in the United States, the majority of which attend mainstream schools. More than 60 percent of those students do not participate in their physical education classes because they are not adapted, according toMark Lucas, executive director of the United States Association of Blind Athletes.

The organization did not have participation rates of blind athletes in mainstream high school sports, but based on the physical education statistics, Lucas said the numbers are likely very low.

After completing three triathlons when he was younger, Tommy took up cross-country and track in sixth grade.

In training, his teammates volunteer to be his guide, and Tommy is happy to run with whoever is up for the task. As Tommy holds his teammates' elbows, they guide him along training and race courses, verbalizing the distances, obstacles and terrain, which is more difficult to navigate in cross-country.

"The main things we have to look out for are curbs because they trip him up, rocks and tree branches," said Dilan W., a junior who ran a 1,600 interval with Tommy at a recent practice. "Sometimes we push him, and other times he pushes us. It builds a team relationship because we have to work together. There are a lot of benefits from it."

Before races, the Glenwood South coaches inform meet officials because pacing by a noncompetitor and holding on to another runner are usually illegal. The coaches said they haven't had any problems with officials.

"When he first got here, we thought, ?Oh, how are we going to do this?'" Chris said. "What made it really great was his teammates are so willing to pitch in. They'll say, ?Hey, I'll take him for this run.' We never had to assign it to anyone."

Tommy has become fast enough that in races he uses multiple guide runners, usually teammates who already have run their events. The faster he becomes, the more he struggles balancing personal ambition with the needs of the teammates who help him.

"Sometimes it does get frustrating when it gets to a point where I'm faster than some people and not quite up to another group," he said. "I want to let people get their races in, but sometimes we have to find people who will sacrifice their races to help me. It's finding that balance between what's best for me and what's best for the team."

Running with Glenwood South's top four distance runners last week, Tommy chopped his 1,600 run time to 5 minutes, 10 seconds?a 16-second personal record?in a meet at Glenwood North. He runs in about the middle of South's pack and hopes to break 5 minutes by the time he graduates. In an outdoor meet this week at Niles North, he ran the 800 in 2:21.

The running pairings draw their share of attention at meets, including one unknowing runner who scolded Tommy and his racing partner for an unfair advantage, until they related that Tommy was blind. "And then we creamed him," Tommy said with a smile.

But for every uninformed comment, there are supporters letting Tommy know their admiration, including Chris's 11-year-old son, who usually asks about Tommy's races before inquiring about Glenwood South's defending state champion sprinter.

"I definitely appreciate it. To motivate people is great," said Tommy, who also won a gold medal in the 1,500 and a silver medal in the 800 in his class at the IBSA (International Blind Sports Federation) World Youth and Student Championships last summer in Colorado Springs.

"There are a lot of people that aren't motivated these days. Everybody should try anything they have the opportunity to try. You should never count yourself out. If I can inspire people to go out and try new things and not be down on themselves, then I think I'm really successful."
What are some of the things in your life that you have written off as impossible? Or as being too hard? As Tommy has shown us, these obstacles are only as large as we make them. Share this story with someone you think might need some inspiration in overcoming obstacles.

Get Up

Bringing a giraffe into the world is a tall order. A baby giraffe falls 10 feet from its mother's womb and usually lands on its back. Within seconds it rolls over and tucks its legs under its body. From this position it considers the world for the first time and shakes off the last vestiges of the birthing fluid from its eyes and ears. Then the mother giraffe rudely introduces its offspring to the reality of life.
In his book, "A View from the Zoo", Gary Richmond describes how a newborn giraffe learns its first lesson.
The mother giraffe lowers her head long enough to take a quick look. Then she positions herself directly over her calf. She waits for about a minute, and then she does the most unreasonable thing. She swings her long, pendulous leg outward and kicks her baby, so that it is sent sprawling head over heels.
When it doesn't get up, the violent process is repeated over and over again. The struggle to rise is momentous. As the baby calf grows tired, the mother kicks it again to stimulate its efforts. Finally, the calf stands for the first time on its wobbly legs.
Then the mother giraffe does the most remarkable thing. She kicks it off its feet again. Why? She wants it to remember how it got up. In the wild, baby giraffes must be able to get up as quickly as possible to stay with the herd, where there is safety. Lions, hyenas, leopards, and wild hunting dogs all enjoy young giraffes, and they'd get it too, if the mother didn't teach her calf to get up quickly and get with it.
The late Irving Stone understood this. He spent a lifetime studying greatness, writing novelized biographies of such men as Michelangelo, Vincent van Gogh, Sigmund Freud, and Charles Darwin.
Stone was once asked if he had found a thread that runs through the lives of all these exceptional people. He said, "I write about people who sometime in their life have a vision or dream of something that should be accomplished and they go to work.
"They are beaten over the head, knocked down, vilified, and for years they get nowhere. But every time they're knocked down they stand up. You cannot destroy these people. And at the end of their lives they've accomplished some modest part of what they set out to do."
- Craig B. Larson

Eye Opener for all parents


PARA ORANG TUA, BUKALAH MATAMU

Seorang guru SMA memberi tugas kepada muridnya untuk menulis esay berupa permintaan kepada Tuhan tentang kehidupan yang mereka inginkan.

Setiba di rumah ia memeriksa seluruh esay murid-muridnya. Tulisan seorang muridnya sangat menarik perhatiaannya dan mengharukan.

Suaminya yang sedang berjalan ke ruang makan melihat istrinya yang guru tersebut sedang menangis, “Ada apa sayang?”

“Baca ini! Tulisan seorang muridku ..” sambil menyodorkan esay tersebut ke suaminya.

“Tuhanku, malam ini aku ingin mengajukan satu permintaan khusus kepadaMu. Kabulkanlah. Masukkanlah aku ke dalam Televisi. Aku ingin menjadi seperti telivisi di rumahku. Aku ingin Mengantikannya.”

“Aku akan mendapat tempat yang special, seluruh keluarga ada di sekitarku. Mereka akan memperhatikan aku dengan serius jika aku berbicara..”

Aku ingin menjadi pusat perhatian dan didengarkan tanpa intrupsi ataupun pertanyaan. Aku ingin dirawat seperti mereka merawat televisi pada saaat tidak bisa berfungsi”

Ayah akan menemaniku saat ia pulang kerja, walaupun ia merasa letih.

Aku juga ingin ibu membutuhkanku ketika ia sedang sedih atau menangis. Menganggapku ada dan menjadi tempat curhatnya.

Kuingin saudaraku bermain bersamaku…kuingin keluargaku berada disekitarku, memperhatikanku, melupakan segala hal yang lain dan lebih banyak menghabiskan waktu denganku. Sehingga aku dapat menghibur mereka dan mengembirikan semuannya.

Tuhan aku tidak meminta banyak hal…Aku hanya ingin hidupku seperti TV”. Pada moment itu sang suami berkata “YA TUHAN!!! ANAK YANG MALANG, SIAPA ORANG TUANYA?”
Sang istri sambil mengusap air matanya, memandang suaminya dan berkata “ ESAI ITU DARI ANAK KITA!”