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Life Without You

You were loved, sweet,
Always smiling
When I needed you,
You left.

You gave me the name orphan,
You gave me a black shadow,
Life without you has no sense.
Now, in your best years,
Black soil covers you.
O my Daddy
On your grave
There are roses
It’s me who put them there
Your orphan
My Daddy
A life without you.

                                                                         — Laberije Shala, age 13
                                                                 Acknowledgements: http://www.stonesoup.com/archive/

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It is paradoxical that many educators and parents still differentiate between a time for learning and a time for play without seeing the vital connection between them.

                                                                              — Leo F. Buscaglia

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“Well, it seems we have been successful in
teaching him to express his feelings. Now we must
start to teach him to do so by using words!”

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I’d give all wealth that years have piled,
The slow result of Life’s decay,
To be once more a little child
For one bright summer day.

                                                                                  — Lewis Carroll, "Solitude"

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I suffer whenever I see that common sight of a parent or senior imposing his opinion and way of thinking and being on a young soul to which they are totally unfit. Cannot we let people be themselves, and enjoy life in their own way? You are trying to make that person another you. One's enough.

                                                                                     — Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Socialisation: Learning to be part of the human family we belong to.

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