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Teach your child to hold his tongue,
He'll learn fast enough to speak.
Teach your child to hold his tongue,
He'll learn fast enough to speak.
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
As read more
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the
womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the
youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall
not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the
gate.
Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of
children.
Better to be driven out from among men than to be disliked of
children.
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning read more
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
A little curly-headed, good-for-nothing,
And mischief-making monkey from his birth.
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he
will not depart read more
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he
will not depart from it.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no
memories of outlived sorrow.
Women know
The way to rear up children (to be just);
They know a simple, merry, tender read more
Women know
The way to rear up children (to be just);
They know a simple, merry, tender knack
Of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes,
And stringing pretty words that make no sense,
And kissing full sense into empty words;
Which things are corals to cut life upon,
Although such trifles.
What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with read more
What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job; with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.