Quotes About Childhood

You know," he said, "when you were little and tired like this, I'd throw you over my shoulder and carry you home like a sack of rice. Sometimes I wish you were still that little. I wish I could still do that." "Da-ad. That is so embarrassing," is what she said. But sometimes she wished it, too. Sometimes she wished it with all her heart.

When a reporter asked Ernest Hemingway how to become a good writer, he responded, "Have a lousy childhood.

Every day your child is assaulted with the pressures of not feeling good enough, pretty enough, athletic enough, etc., to be part of a peer group. What does she get from you? Realistic encouragement, kind truth, and empathy? Or criticism, put-downs, and "you ought to know better than that"?

She is prettier than her picture had prepared me for, blond curls, big blue eyes, like a fake child that someone would make in order to convince people to have children.

And how easy do you think it is to obtain it? Like, do you think I can just find child sizes of Nomex clothing at Walmart? Like, for tiny firefighters? I'm having to get it altered. It's complicated. I'm being pushed to my limits in terms of thinking creatively about our situation.

She's just a baby," Camille said. "She's an artist, just like us; she just doesn't know it yet." "She's a baby, Caleb." "She's a Fang," he replied. "That supersedes everything else." They both looked at Annie, who was watching them, smiling, a beautiful, glowing, movie star of a baby. Though the Fangs could not be sure, Annie seemed to be saying, "Count me in.

Like Rachel Dolezal, I too became black around the age of five. I first became a n----r at nine, so I had me a good run.

There are a lot of children in Afghanistan, but little childhood.

SKIPPING! The hippity hoppity gait that came naturally to us as children, but that the majority of adults haven't done since they were ten... SKIPPING! Like Dorothy and gang did arm in arm down the yellow brick road... SKIPPING! As in expressing joy by leaping happily down the street without a care in the world.

There are only two kinds of people in this world... those who pick their nose... and liars. [Joshua, age 9]

You can find God, make as much money as God or be as good-looking as God, and you'll still need to figure out a way to pack the emotional baggage you were handed when you were a kid.

Childhood isn't just those years. It's also the opinions you form about them afterward. That's why our childhoods are so long.

I grew up in a utopia, I did. California when I was a child was a child's paradise, I was healthy, well fed, well clothed, well housed. I went to school and there were libraries with all the world in them and after school I played in orange groves and in Little League and in the band and down at the beach and every day was an adventure. . . . I grew up in utopia.

I told you, nobody goes into foster care for good reasons. Foster care might be better than anything you've ever had in your life so far, and it will still never be as good as what you should have had. If the family you were born into was what it should have been.

It was no wonder that people were so horrible when they started life as children.

It is no wonder that people are so horrible when they start their life as children.

Q&As covered my fave color (purple), my fave shows (Family Ties and Cosby), my height (5? 7?), weight (130 pounds) and eye color (hazel). They also printed false information. One said my parents were a psychologist and a newspaper reporter. Sure, my television parents held those careers—my real parents were a math/P.E. teacher and a housewife/manager (of me). I was supposed to be the coolest kid on the planet, but no one knew what a dork I was.

The real maddening thing I learned later was that when Dad was supposedly punishing Candace, he'd go in there, snapping his belt. But when the door closed behind him, he'd slap the belt on the bed while Candace yelped like she'd gotten spanked. You never saw a performance like that from her on Full House.

Da hat Frau Voisin gesagt, dass sie keine Kinder hat und auch keinen Hund, und ob Maus denn nicht weiß, dass man zu erwachsenen Leuten nicht du sagen darf. Sie hat dabei gelächelt, aber man konnte schon merken, dass sie nicht richtig freundlich war. Und ich finde, Maus darf doch du sagen, weil er erst vier ist. Ich bin ja schon acht und ich vergesse das auch noch manchmal.

The idea that so many kids eat rubbish and sit on computers all day long appals me and getting them into sport is a major way of getting them off computers and leading healthier lives.

Elle était libre comme les arbres, comme les vagues du Danube, comme le vent, comme les oiseaux. Elle était Tinka, l'enfant libre d'une race libre, une race qui n'était pas enchaînée par les entrelacs de la civilisation. La seule race qui n'était pas entrée dans le creuset du monde ni devenue un composant de son alliage

Like Alan Turing, Zuse was educated in a system that focused on a child's emotional and philosophical life as well as his intellectual life, and at the end of school, like Turing, Zuse found himself to be something of an outsider—to the disappointment of his very conventional parents, he no longer believed in God or religion. (Jane Smiley (2010). The Man Who Invented the Computer)

Mijn kindertijd was bijna voorbij. Het is erg jammer dat we pas als we volwassen worden de bekoring van deze tijd beginnen te begrijpen. Als kind was alles zo anders. We bekeken de wereld met klare en zuivere ogen, alles leek zoveel stralender.

The kind of language I am using today was once natured by the environment I lived in when I was still a growing toddler.