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Why I Let My 9-Year-Old Ride the New York Subway Alone[^] Interesting. Would you let your kid/niece/nephew/kid sister do that? If yes: where's the limit - what wouldn't you let him/her? If no: where's the limit - what would you change to let him/her?
As for myself: I am not blessed with close relatives of the smaller kind, but watching the kids of my friends 3 months..6* years) scares me. Seeing them run around almost bumping into things, clumsily climbing chairs, and generally tumbling around in the vincinity of stairs makes me physically shiver. OTOH seeing how they develop teaches me that you have to LEARN to move skillfully, and it takes years, so protecting them now harms them later. I can't say about the respective areas of NY, and have no idea how I'd deal with my own kids, but I like the idea, see braveness in the mother, wish I could let my boy do that, and would probably die from anxiety when watching him. "I am not little - I am almost six and have my own desk!" :D
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blog: TDD - the Aha! | Linkify!| FoldWithUs! | sighistThere's a difference between teaching your kid independence and negligence. This twit was deliberately negligent, and has no business raising a child. There is no fucking way I would have let my daughter wander about on her own in our town (25,000 people) when she was 9 years old, much less in an urban cesspool like New York City.
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This reminds me of a state in the US where kids aren't allowed to touch each other at all. Life without a hug from a friend? :sigh:
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Trollslayer wrote:
This reminds me of a state in the US where kids aren't allowed to touch each other at all.
Does that really exist?! :wtf:
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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There's a difference between teaching your kid independence and negligence. This twit was deliberately negligent, and has no business raising a child. There is no fucking way I would have let my daughter wander about on her own in our town (25,000 people) when she was 9 years old, much less in an urban cesspool like New York City.
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Fold With Us![^]Well, I grew up in NYC in the Lower East Side (alphabet city - 9th St. between B and C) which was a very poor area at that time. I was effectively a latch-key kid while in 3-6th grades. Granted, my school at the time (P.S. 34) was only a few blocks away, but I was quite able to get to and from school without issue. I even bought myself a snack on the way home at a small store. I have noticed that kids, both back then and today, that grow up and are raised in that kind of environment tend to have more autonomy than those raised in "safer" areas. Call it "Street smarts" if you wish. When you live in the city, you need to learn to get around on your own. In NYC, knowing the subway and bus routes is a survival skill. Besides, if the kid is on a city bus or the subway and someone tries to grab him and he starts screaming, I bet that person would quickly get the $hit kicked out of them by everyone else. Not everyone that lives in NYC is a scumbag, especially the straphangers. Come on now, it is not like he was just left near Coney Island at 2AM. (I will admit that there is a significant difference between riding the subway at 2PM and 2AM!) Peace! Edit: Take a walk around the more urban areas of NYC sometime - you may see more younger solo kids than you might expect on buses, subways, bikes, skates, etc.
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Trollslayer wrote:
This reminds me of a state in the US where kids aren't allowed to touch each other at all.
Does that really exist?! :wtf:
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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Don't know what's going on now, but it did in fact happen. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21097673/[^]
That's retarded. Very retarded.
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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Well, I grew up in NYC in the Lower East Side (alphabet city - 9th St. between B and C) which was a very poor area at that time. I was effectively a latch-key kid while in 3-6th grades. Granted, my school at the time (P.S. 34) was only a few blocks away, but I was quite able to get to and from school without issue. I even bought myself a snack on the way home at a small store. I have noticed that kids, both back then and today, that grow up and are raised in that kind of environment tend to have more autonomy than those raised in "safer" areas. Call it "Street smarts" if you wish. When you live in the city, you need to learn to get around on your own. In NYC, knowing the subway and bus routes is a survival skill. Besides, if the kid is on a city bus or the subway and someone tries to grab him and he starts screaming, I bet that person would quickly get the $hit kicked out of them by everyone else. Not everyone that lives in NYC is a scumbag, especially the straphangers. Come on now, it is not like he was just left near Coney Island at 2AM. (I will admit that there is a significant difference between riding the subway at 2PM and 2AM!) Peace! Edit: Take a walk around the more urban areas of NYC sometime - you may see more younger solo kids than you might expect on buses, subways, bikes, skates, etc.
-=- James
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James R. Twine wrote:
Remember that Professional Driver on Closed Course does not mean your Dumb Ass on a Public Road!
:laugh:
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That's retarded. Very retarded.
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The platonic form of zero tolerance. X|
You know, every time I tried to win a bar-bet about being able to count to 1000 using my fingers I always get punched out when I reach 4.... -- El Corazon
Next thing you know, they'll decide that the kids going to school runs too high a risk of them giving each other warm glances.
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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Next thing you know, they'll decide that the kids going to school runs too high a risk of them giving each other warm glances.
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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You know, every time I tried to win a bar-bet about being able to count to 1000 using my fingers I always get punched out when I reach 4.... -- El Corazon
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You know, every time I tried to win a bar-bet about being able to count to 1000 using my fingers I always get punched out when I reach 4.... -- El Corazon
Of course, they can't do anything intolerable if they're all dead! :laugh:
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
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Of course, they can't do anything intolerable if they're all dead! :laugh:
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.
AP Headline News Australian Teen Charged with Conspiracy to Commit Mass Murder Police report that this is the largest scale plot they've heard of since the time Pol Pot, if not Tamerlane...
You know, every time I tried to win a bar-bet about being able to count to 1000 using my fingers I always got punched out when I reached 4.... -- El Corazon
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Well, I grew up in NYC in the Lower East Side (alphabet city - 9th St. between B and C) which was a very poor area at that time. I was effectively a latch-key kid while in 3-6th grades. Granted, my school at the time (P.S. 34) was only a few blocks away, but I was quite able to get to and from school without issue. I even bought myself a snack on the way home at a small store. I have noticed that kids, both back then and today, that grow up and are raised in that kind of environment tend to have more autonomy than those raised in "safer" areas. Call it "Street smarts" if you wish. When you live in the city, you need to learn to get around on your own. In NYC, knowing the subway and bus routes is a survival skill. Besides, if the kid is on a city bus or the subway and someone tries to grab him and he starts screaming, I bet that person would quickly get the $hit kicked out of them by everyone else. Not everyone that lives in NYC is a scumbag, especially the straphangers. Come on now, it is not like he was just left near Coney Island at 2AM. (I will admit that there is a significant difference between riding the subway at 2PM and 2AM!) Peace! Edit: Take a walk around the more urban areas of NYC sometime - you may see more younger solo kids than you might expect on buses, subways, bikes, skates, etc.
-=- James
Please rate this message - let me know if I helped or not! * * *If you think it costs a lot to do it right, just wait until you find out how much it costs to do it wrong!
Remember that Professional Driver on Closed Course does not mean your Dumb Ass on a Public Road!
See DeleteFXPFilesmodified on Wednesday, April 16, 2008 9:56 AM
James R. Twine wrote:
Well, I grew up in NYC in the Lower East Side (alphabet city - 9th St. between B and C) which was a very poor area at that time. I was effectively a latch-key kid while in 3-6th grades. Granted, my school at the time (P.S. 34) was only a few blocks away, but I was quite able to get to and from school without issue.
I grew up in the valley in Albq. or the Bronx equivalent of NM. I was stabbed in 5th grade and had a gun pulled in 6th. I was beat up more times and had my books destroyed or stolen more than I can count. Although I had a phobia of black widow spiders from a childhood "accident" the only safe way home with the greatest chance of living, was running through a dark alley that even the criminals avoided due to the number of dogs, snakes, and spiders that frequented there. I learned to run, and run hard. Your best friend is someone who punches you in the gut or the side instead of your face. And then I had to survive at home, which actually took a lot more work to live through. The high school (valley high) I would have graduated from if we hadn't moved away, had shootings every year. You don't hear about them, because it is usually one-on-one, or one-on-few, its targetted to specific students, or specific teachers, and all teachers are required to take personal defense, negotiation/psychology, and the students learn to keep to themselves or die -it isn't news, its just life in the city. One of my cousins (once removed I think, I can never remember how that works) is currently the principal and although she has cleaned it up a lot from when I was in school, it's still a rough neighborhood, and she still has regular lockdowns and incidents that slip through. The main advantage now days is you have metal detectors, and police patrolling the school grounds daily. It sounds like NYC isn't quite as bad as the lower side of Albq.
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb) John Andrew Holmes "It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others."
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AP Headline News Australian Teen Charged with Conspiracy to Commit Mass Murder Police report that this is the largest scale plot they've heard of since the time Pol Pot, if not Tamerlane...
You know, every time I tried to win a bar-bet about being able to count to 1000 using my fingers I always got punched out when I reached 4.... -- El Corazon
Are you gonna turn me in, or give me a hand with these wires? ;)
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James R. Twine wrote:
Well, I grew up in NYC in the Lower East Side (alphabet city - 9th St. between B and C) which was a very poor area at that time. I was effectively a latch-key kid while in 3-6th grades. Granted, my school at the time (P.S. 34) was only a few blocks away, but I was quite able to get to and from school without issue.
I grew up in the valley in Albq. or the Bronx equivalent of NM. I was stabbed in 5th grade and had a gun pulled in 6th. I was beat up more times and had my books destroyed or stolen more than I can count. Although I had a phobia of black widow spiders from a childhood "accident" the only safe way home with the greatest chance of living, was running through a dark alley that even the criminals avoided due to the number of dogs, snakes, and spiders that frequented there. I learned to run, and run hard. Your best friend is someone who punches you in the gut or the side instead of your face. And then I had to survive at home, which actually took a lot more work to live through. The high school (valley high) I would have graduated from if we hadn't moved away, had shootings every year. You don't hear about them, because it is usually one-on-one, or one-on-few, its targetted to specific students, or specific teachers, and all teachers are required to take personal defense, negotiation/psychology, and the students learn to keep to themselves or die -it isn't news, its just life in the city. One of my cousins (once removed I think, I can never remember how that works) is currently the principal and although she has cleaned it up a lot from when I was in school, it's still a rough neighborhood, and she still has regular lockdowns and incidents that slip through. The main advantage now days is you have metal detectors, and police patrolling the school grounds daily. It sounds like NYC isn't quite as bad as the lower side of Albq.
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb) John Andrew Holmes "It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others."
Holy crap... you've lived (survived?) quite a life!!
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Holy crap... you've lived (survived?) quite a life!!
------------------------------------------- Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow; Don't walk behind me, I may not lead; Just bugger off and leave me alone!!
Hey, I've had my fair share of stuff happen too...I mean, one time I stumbled and bit my tongue so hard it bled. And I've almost strangled myself accidentally...twice. Uhhh... OK, pretty lame, I know. :-D
Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.