Quotes About Childhood

My graduation was an amazing moment for my family, my community. In my early childhood, we lived on a subsidized income, with government assistance - at one point when I was growing up, my mother was making $14,000 a year. Now I had made it out of the hood, so to speak.

I must have been an unsatisfactory child for grownups to deal with. I remember how incomprehensible they appeared to me at first, but not, of course, how I appeared to them.

When I was a kid, everything was so unplanned, my parents were so erratic, and my world was so inconsistent.

When I was young, my parents bought a house in Vasai, but because it was inconvenient for us all to travel, they sent my sister and I to live with our nana-nani at Dadar.

I am living my childhood with my kids, although it's true that responsibilities have increased.

Growing up, we loved 'The Royle Family'. Caroline Aherne, she was just incredible.

I'd have to say the whole experience in making The Neverending Story. I had an incredible time.

I was incredibly competitive, growing up with two brothers; we'd argue and play against each other in the garden continuously. If we have a competition, I want to beat them.

It's only in hindsight that you realize what indeed your childhood was really like.

I remember being led to a shed by my father for the unveiling of a beautiful bicycle, equipped with stabilizers, on Christmas Day. I must have been four or five and realized that this was my first ride into independence.

In America we tell our parents to bring their child home and put him or her in a crib; as they get older, children sleep in they own room not in Mom and Dad's room. What are we training them for? It's independence, because that's what being empowered is all about.

When you lose your parents when you're a kid, you kind of get this freedom and sense of independence way younger. And obviously I wish my mum had never died but I like the way my life turned out because of who that turned me into.

I was very independent growing up, but there were things that were bothering me that I never told anybody. I would talk to our animals at home.

I wanted to be the Six Million Dollar Man as a child. I learned how to raise each eyebrow independently, just like Lee Majors.

When I was a kid, my grandfather used to watch Bollywood films. There's a lot of colour and vibrancy to the Indian films.

I've got an original graphic novel called 'The Indian and the Bandit' that I'm writing with a childhood friend.

I grew up watching Indian movies as a kid in Russia. I am quite familiar with Bollywood.

his father's punishments were driven by disappointment, partly in the boy, mostly in himself.

I'll confess right here that I secretly wish I'd have drawn a strip about a little boy with a fake tiger, going for adventures throughout the universe in spaceships of his imagination.

Zegas began where Ford left off: with insinuations about Leslie's sexual proclivities. "Did she know the word coming?" he asked. "Did she know what jerked him off meant?" "Not unless someone explained them to her. I wouldn't expect her to use those words with me," Carol said. "But if she heard words in a sentence, she'd parrot it back. She'd get attention like a young child using the word doo-doo.

Although Leslie was vulnerable to manipulation and abuse, it didn't mean that she was an uncomplicated person. She manuevered between two worlds: the world of her parents and the kid world. In the kid world, you could talk about boys and sex, but you didn't bring it home. Home was reserved for nice, polite conversation.

Their decision to mainstream Leslie to a "normal" childhood was influenced by their confidence in Glen Ridge as a great place to raise a child. The Fabers knew that Glen Ridge wasn't paradise, but it was, they believed, an exceptionally safe and secure world for a child to explore, even a child who was impaired.

Even at that early age, Leslie loved to play in Cartaret Park. As much as any of the neighborhood boys, she was at home there; giggling, she'd roll in the grass for hours or climb to the top of the jungle gym in a great scrambling burst of energy. What set her apart in those first years of her life was her almost unslakable thirst for attention and affection. A smile, a pat, a wink, a wave, she loved it, she reveled in it. Most children want attention: Leslie craved it.

The multitude will hardly believe the excessive force of education, and in the difference of modesty between men and women, ascribe that to nature, which is altogether owing to early instruction: Miss is scarce three years old, but she's spoke to every day to hide her leg, and rebuked in good earnest if she shows it; whilst little Master at the same age is bid to take up his coats, and piss like a man.