I look into my glass

My mother said to me, "If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope." Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.       - Pablo Picasso -

There's something about me That I'm knowing. There's something about me That isn't showing. I'm growing. -Anonymous-
Books Are Necessary Friends. They Stay With You Forever.
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es blanco por dentro y rojo por fuera? La manzana.
I want to be a soldier just like my papi. He is my biggest hero and momi's too.
I learned how to count today. One . . two . . three . . five . . . seven . . six . . nine . .
You are not connected . . . to anything. You are not connected to anything because you are connected to everything. How can I be connected to anything, how can I put my own mind to rest, When my mind is not just my own, but is public property? -Geoffrey Dilenschneider-
School Class Girls New Worlds Sports Stars Fast Cars Grades Test No Rest -Charles Ghigna-
How to Torture Your Teacher Only raise your hand when you want to sharpen your pencil or go to the bathroom. Repeat every ten minutes. -Bruce Lansky-
Nobody can teach me who I am. You can describe parts of me, but who I am and what I need, these are things I have to find out myself. -Chinua Achebe-
What Do You See When You Look Into A candle?
Out of you, And the Mirror On the wall. Neither of you See me at all. You can't tell, If I lie, Or if I, Want to die. It's the true me You'll have to find. Until then You'll remain blind. -Jason Owen Douglas Hylton-
I want more jokes. I want more fun. I want more candy By the ton. I want more laughs. I want more smiles. I want more cookies, Piles and piles. I want more games. I want more friends. I want my more To never end. -Douglas Florian-
The birds are gone, the world is white, the winds are wild, they chill and bite; the ground is thick wit slush and sleet, and I can barely feel my feet. -Jack Prelutsky-
The tree I had in the garden as a child, my beech tree, I used to climb up there and spend hours. I took my homework up there, my books, I went up there if I was sad, and it just felt very good to be up there among the green leaves and the birds and the sky. -Jane Goodall-
I'm glad the sky is painted blue, And the earth is painted green, With such a lot of nice fresh air All sandwiched in between. -Anonymous-
Me, myself, and I . . . 10 Her, her, she . . . 13 and 6 Who lives in this house? We.
.woem taC .smiws hsiF dluoc I hsiw I drib a ekil ylf .sky eht ni
Friendship is the greatest of worldly goods. Certainly to me it is the chief happiness of life. If I had to give a piece of advice to a young man about a place to live, I think I would say, 'sacrifice almost everything to live where you can be near your friends.' -C.S. Lewis-
I never know just where to go, when all the world is full of snow. -N. M. Bodecker-
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it. -Roald Dahl-
I giggle I smile I laugh I grin We're smart We're bright We're funny We're happy What shall we do with it?
I wish papi didn't shout at me. Sometimes I really don't want to go to the piano lesson. I hate homework and I hate music.
I know I am strong both in my convictions and in myself. I know I am beautiful both inside and out. I know I am powerful and growing more so. I know I will do just fine. -Laura Veuve-
De uno al otro, mandamos saludos de amor y amistad,
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es una vieja larga y seca que le escurre la manteca? ¡La vela!
I am keeping my eye on that boy. My secret eye, spy eye. How does he act when the teacher leaves the room? If someone makes a mistake, what then? He picked up Lucy's pencil when she dropped it. Does he recognize my existence? Does he see me gleaming in my chair? -Naomi Shihab Nye-
Sometimes it is the artist looking into a mirror, Painting a portrait of his own heart. -Walter Myers-
좋은 교훈 así esto no volverá a suceder
A book is a house that is all windows and doors. Some walls are slick, with the zing of ink, some old and cloth-soft, smelling of dust. Walk in. Find your way. Light falls through the windows of words. -George Lyon-
por las noches cuanto más aullaba el viento, más a gusto se yo en su casa.
Sweat Mud Dirt Blood Snow Rain Fear Pain Win Yell Lose Hell -Charles Ghigna-
I Want to Meet the Girl Who does not run her country the way I do not run my country. I want to meet the girl who hides in a crowd, who laughs into her hand, who was not in the picture. The girl who stands back after being introduced by her parents in a way she would not choose. Who turns her head to the side so she doesn't miss seeing what's there. Where is she? -Naomi Shihab Nye-
나는 행복합니다. 나는 똑똑. 어머니는 나에게이 아름다운 드레스를 만들어. 나는 내 어머니를 사랑.
Family Tree My roots are deep within you, Growing as you grow. My shade provides the shelter For the new seeds that you sow. No matter what the season, I stand here still the same. Come winter, spring, or summer, my branches bear your name. -Charles Ghigna-
I wish I had a brother twin Who looked like me and I like him. Every day we'd have such fun Being two who looked like one. -Charles Ghigna-
A whisper, a shout, thoughts turned inside out. A laugh, a sigh, an echo passing by. A rhythm, a moment caught in time. A moon a star, a glimpse of who you are. -Charles Ghigna-
Do you hear the voices floating through the wind following me, they laugh and whisper as I turn and my hair blows forward attempting to shield my face. I've yet to realize they can't chase me if I don't run from them. -Cindy Lisica-
el jardín de belles couleurs et des arbres amis bavardage heureux
jaune et orange vert et bleu ils sont de belles couleurs cirque rire joie
레드는 아름다운 색상입니다. 나는 빨간 드레스를 입고 행복 해요.
The adult is the enemy of the child because of the awful process of civilizing this thing that, when it is born, is an animal with no manners, no moral sense at all. -Roald Dahl-
Let me fetch sticks, Let me fetch stones, Throw me your bones, Teach me your tricks. When you go ride, Let me go run, You in the sun, Me at your side; When you go swim, Let me go too Both lost in blue Up to the brim; Let me do this, Let me do that - What you are at, That is my bliss. -Eleanor Farjeon-
나는 엄마가 나를 위해 만든 아름다운 빨간 코트를 입고있다 나는 내 어머니를 사랑
I feel sad. Sometimes friends at school said I'm sissy. But I'm not sissy, I just like being alone.
las adivinanzas ¿Qué es amarillo por dentro y blanco por fuera? ¡El huevo!
Practiced hands knitting, hole by hole, a great, shapeless scarf. Mind on something else. -Rae Armantrout-
"You seemed so far away," Miss Honey whispered, awestruck. "Oh, I was. I was flying past the stars on silver wings", Matilda said. -Roald Dahl-
Sometimes I pretend I'm not me, I only work for me. This feels like a secret motor chirring inside my pocket. I think, she will be so glad when she sees the homework neatly written. She will be relieved someone sharpened pencil, folded clothes. -Naomi Shihab Nye-
Sometimes I like to be alone And look up at the sky And think my thoughts inside my head - Just me, myself, and I. -Mary Ann Hoberman-
I want to catch worms, all the worms in the garden. I will put them into nanny's pocket and bring them home. I want to show them to papa and maman. I love garden and I love worms.
Sometimes I wish I could choose my own book. But then mom would say "No. it's too simple and the colors are too bright. Bright color is not good for you."
Chocolate is the first luxury. It has so many things wrapped up in it: Deliciusness in the moment, childhood memories, and that grin-inducing feeling of getting a reward for being good. -Mariska Hargitay-
One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste. -Goethe-
Childhood is the world of miracle or of magic. It is as if creation rose luminously out of the night, out of darkness, utterly new and fresh and astonishing. -Eugène Ionesco-
Children can change the world. Jane Goodall
Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood. -Fred Rogers-
There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings. - Goethe -
les enfants sont un don précieux de Dieu
I will always love you. I will hold your hands and hug you whenever you are with me.
एक माँ की गोद कोमलता से बना रहे हैं और बच्चों को उन में गहरी नींद। A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. -Victor Hugo-
yo me llamo Francisco como mi abuelo y como el abuelo de su abuelo cómo me alegro que esta ciudad lleve el nombre de San Francisco - el santo patrón de los animales aquí mi nombre todos lo saben escribir -Francisco Alarcón-
Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there. -Judith Viorst-
I like to do my homework. I typically like to do math because my teacher said I'm smart as a whip. Yesterday I got all my answers right without asking my father anything.
¿Qué hacemos en la escuela? Cantamos canciones y juegos de juego.
I never want to go to grammar school but mother made me to. I like to paint, I can paint my goldfinch pet Chu Chu with beautiful colors in my grammar book, and that will make me ever so happy.
We all gathered around in our kitchen on Sunday afternoon to read to each other. After that, mother would give each of us two scoops of vanilla ice cream with the cherry on the top. That's my best memory.
Teacher books Friends laughter Massage passage Finding your way Learning is fun
I want to blow the bubble too but papa said it's too dangerous and not good for me. I wish papa could let me try.
Why do I have to learn sewing. I never want to. Maman made me. I wish I could play monkey bars and climb the tree and tumble over the green grass just like Tommy did.
All day long you sit and sew, Stitch life down for fear it grow, Stitch life down for fear we guess At the hidden ugliness. Dusty voice that throbs with heat, Hoping with your steel-thin beat To put stitches in my mind, Make it tidy, make it kind, You shall not: I'll keep it free Though you turn earth, sky and sea To a patchwork quilt to keep Your mind snug and warm in sleep! -Edith Sitwell-
In the birth of this child I experienced something of the life of God. I experienced what is to love without measure or merit. There was nothing for this child to do to earn my love. -Desmond Tutu-
Being a parent . . . you really are responsible for the day-to-day upbringing of your child and you have to do some sanctions and try to figure out when to reward. With grandkids, you can just reward; and it is a purely beautiful and pleasant relationship, and you don't expect as much as you do from your children. It's just a perfect relationship. -Madeleine Albright-
“I shall never have a bath again," I said. "Just don't have one too often, once a month is quite enough for a sensible child." my grandmother said. And I love my grandmother even more for that. -Roald Dahl-
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