If somebody asked me about my childhood in general, I seem to have carried forward certain aspects through adulthood now reaching mid forties which are not common.
Seeing man slipping on the same banana peel for years together ultimately has made this unique omnipresent, numero uno accident a philosophical protagonist of Sheer Amusement - of the mind of man who errs.
But to err is human no? Well I'm talking of the banana peel...
I was a regular child, in a regular family, with regular health, studying in a regular school and have a regular aptitude. This is the best way (ironically the dumbest) I can describe my childhood. A regular little of this and a regular little of that : and you add them up in a regular time-span to make a regular concoction that a 24 hour day is. One is welcome to do things to live life his/her way, but when you have got a child's mind to play with, you have to earn the responsibility to carry it out.
A child's mind is not an empty vessel of nothing where we go on putting in our daily shares, regular doses of heady mixtures. And we wait for the mindless mix to blossom out of the poor little creature.
A child's mind is a dense forest with an amazing variety of flora and fauna. The first thing you can do is just enter it to look around. You just have to guide a child in a way forward through the forest, let him enjoy, let him fall down and have bruises which you can always take care of, let him stop to take a pause, and then let him run. There's no hurry, there's plenty of years, just let him soak it all in. Those are the ingredients a child's mind is made up of, he will mature his mind in his own way using these ingredients, you stand just to be there to guide him.
The worst thing you can do is to start moulding the doughy brain with bare hands (& make it look like the way you want). You will just create Pulp Fiction.
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