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“When I was nineteen years old, I was babysitting a little five-year-old girl. She kept drawing picture after picture, and as I saw there watching her draw, I asked, "Do you want to be an artist when you grow up?" "What do you mean?" "An artist," I replied. "Is that what you want to be when you grow up?" She looked at me, confused, and said, "But I already am an artist." She was right. She didn't need to wait to grow up in order to be an artist. She already was one. Childhood is not a rehearsal for life; childhood is life and children are already whole people.”

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Book:Hold On, But Don't Hold Still
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