Quotes About Childhood

My, Juanita, you're getting to be a big girl. How old are you? I can't keep track.

Life, Henry discovered, was suddenly so full of interesting things to do that he rode his bicycle through a pile of autumn leaves in the gutter just for the joy of hearing them crackle. "Clank, clank!" Ramona yelled after him. "Clank, clank!" answered Henry.

I remember when Ramona named one of her dolls Chevrolet after the car." Everyone laughed.

She didn't have to go and tell that, thought Ramona, feeling that her mother had betrayed her by telling, as if it were funny, something she had done a long time ago.

Grown-ups are supposed to be perfect. Both her parents laughed. Well, they are! Ramona insisted, annoyed by their laughter.

Safely past the livery stable, we crossed back over Maple Street. We usually met a relative or two. Sometimes it was Uncle Fred, my father's oldest brother, who had a fascinating bald head. After we passed him, Mother said, "You mustn't stare at Uncle Fred's bald head. You might hurt his feelings." How could I hurt his feelings when I so admired his bald head? I once tried to cut off my own hair so I could be bald, too.

were poking a little fun at Ramona. "Yes, ma'am!" said her father, and saluted as if she were somebody important. This time Ramona had to laugh.

Clank, crash, clank. Ramona forgot about her father being out of a job, she forgot how cross he had been since he gave up smoking, she forgot about her mother coming home tired from work and about Beezus being grouchy lately. She was filled with joy.

Ramona and her father

One day after school Henry Huggins, who lived

Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks, chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.

One spring day Ramona had got lost, because she started out to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

carpet tickling the bottoms of their feet and their nosegays

Beverly Cleary

make. Henry sent it back across the street. Pow! Scooter

Ramona, who did not mean to pester her mother, could not see why grown-ups had to be so slow.

Beverly Cleary

RAMONA AND THE MILLION DOLLARS

RALPH S. MOUSE

You have a little brother, she reminded him. I know, answered Yard Ape, but we just keep him for a pet.

The book I read said ten is the nicest age of growing up. It said ten-year-olds are pleasant and agreeable

She's made me lots of costumes." Maybe "lots" was stretching the truth a bit.

Beverly Cleary

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