Quotes About Childhood

Her age was difficult too- not old enough to sit down with her mother and sew something she wanted to sew and too old to go pulling out a whole box of Kleenex and flinging it all over the house like Willa Jean. People should not think being seven-and-a-half was easy because it wasn't

Mrs. Quimby had heard. "Ramona, do you want to go to your room?

So, Henry and his mother and father bent and pounced together. Henry felt a little uncomfortable to see his mother catching worms, but he was very, very glad when the one thousand three hundred and thirty-five worm was put in the jar. He took his jars of worms to Mr. Grumbie, who paid him thirteen dollars and thirty-five cents.

did when her hair was washed. When Mother finished she

Nobody understood what is was like to be six-years-old and the littlest in the family.

Beverly Cleary

It isn't fair, Ramona told herself, even though grown-ups were always telling her life was not fair. It wasn't fair that life was not fair.

I grew up before there were strict leash laws

Beverly Cleary

That Ramona! thought Henry. Always causing him trouble on his route.

Quimbys' house where

The messages you received from your family or your childhood experiences may have caused you to believe that assertiveness is unacceptable or even dangerous. Practice saying the following: I have the right to be treated with respect by others. I have the right to express my feelings and opinions. I have the right to say no without feeling guilty. I have the right to ask for what I want. I have the right to make my own mistakes. I have the right to pursue happiness.

Some years ago, Pearce made a curious discovery—that people who had had a cat early in life seemed to derive lifelong protection from getting asthma.

and all children everywhere go through a phase in which they become oddly fascinated with the idea of "gone" and "all gone.

About 15 percent of girls now begin puberty by age seven.

All Children Have Brain Damage!

As I have discovered by examining my past, I started out as a child. Coincidentally, so did my brother. My mother did not put all her eggs in one basket, so to speak: she gave me a younger brother named Russell, who taught me what was meant by survival of the fittest.

Until about 1970 when parents beat their children to death they very often escaped punishment. They would be prosecuted if it was clear and deliberate murder, but if a parent slapped or shook a child and the child died and the parent said the kid fell down the steps, the police virtually never followed up.

I'd hate to have a kid like me.

I won't eat any cereal that doesn't turn the milk purple.

People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.

Virtual reality has nothing on Calvin.

So long, Pop! I'm off to check my tiger trap!

Hee hee hee! You should've seen the look on your face! If mom and dad cared about me at all, they'd buy me some infra-red nighttime vision goggles.