“My mother made me into the type of person who is at ease standing in the middle of moving traffic, the type of person who ends up having more adventures and making more mistakes. Mum never stopped encouraging me to try, fail and take risks. I kept pushing myself to do unconventional things because I liked the reaction I got from her when I told her what I'd done. Mum's response to all my exploits was to applaud them. Great, you're living your life, and not the usual life prescribed for a woman either. Well done! Thanks to her, unlike most girls at the time, I grew up regarding recklessness, risk-taking and failure as laudable pursuits. Mum did the same for Vida by giving her a pound every time she put herself forward. If Vida raised her hand at school and volunteered to go to an old people's home to sing, or recited a poem in assembly, or joined a club, Mum wrote it down in a little notebook. Vida also kept a tally of everything she'd tried to do since she last saw her grandmother and would burst out with it all when they met up again. She didn't get a pound if she won a prize or did something well or achieved good marks in an exam, and there was no big fuss or attention if she failed at anything. She was only rewarded for trying. That was the goal. This was when Vida was between the ages of seven and fifteen, the years a girl is most self-conscious about her voice, her looks and fitting in, when she doesn't want to stand out from the crowd or draw attention to herself. Vida was a passive child – she isn't passive now. I was very self-conscious when I was young, wouldn't raise my voice above a whisper or look an adult in the eye until I was thirteen, but without me realizing it Mum taught me to grab life, wrestle it to the ground and make it work for me. She never squashed any thoughts or ideas I had, no matter how unorthodox or out of reach they were. She didn't care what I looked like either. I started experimenting with my clothes aged eleven, wearing top hats, curtains as cloaks, jeans torn to pieces, bare feet in the streets, 1930s gowns, bells around my neck, and all she ever said was, 'I wish I had a camera.” ParentingSuccessful PeopleParenting AdviceParenting ChildrenGood ParentingGood ParentsHow To Raise A ChildHow To Raise ChildrenParenting Resource Book:To Throw Away Unopened Source: To Throw Away Unopened
“Unfortunately, life is unfair and not all babies are brought into the world with the same amount of anticipation and affection, as others. No matter what anyone says; we are really not all given an equal start at life. And so what must children be made up of, to come into a world like this one? Children must be made up of silk. They must be brought up with a serenity in their skin but a bulletproof strength in their souls. This is the new breed of children. Ones that are soft to the touch but are truly unbreakable. And unbreakable in a beautiful way; not in a lost way.” Inspirational QuotesRaising ChildrenInspiring ChildrenInner Strength For ChildrenChildren S InspirationalHow To Raise ChildrenFor The ChildrenLoving Our ChildrenA New Breed Of ChildrenSilk ChildrenStrong Children Author:C. JoyBell C.
“คุณครูโคบายาชิ คิดอยู่เสมอว่าทำอย่างไรจึงจะให้เด็กๆเติบโตขึ้นอย่างที่ทุกคนเป็นอยู่ ไม่ให้ผู้ใหญ่รอบข้างมาทำลายพรสวรรค์ที่แต่ละคนมีติดตัวมาตั้งแต่เด็ก” ChildrenHow To Raise Children Book:นางสาวโต๊ะโตะ Source: นางสาวโต๊ะโตะ