Children

"Children like a white canvas, they will grow up with many and different character depends on what painting we created and how colourfull was painted in canvas". And yesterday my husband sent me an email,

Children Learn What They Live
(Dorothy Law Nolte)

If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.

If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.

If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.

If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.

If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.

If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.

If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.

If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.

If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.

Dari Lingkungan Hidupnya Anak-anak Belajar…

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Jika anak dibesarkan dengan celaan

Ia belajar memaki

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan permusuhan

Ia belajar menentang

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan cemoohan

Ia belajar rendah diri

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan toleransi

Ia belajar jadi penyabar

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan dorongan

Ia belajar percaya diri

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan pujian

Ia belajar menghargai

Jika anak dibesarkan dengan kasih sayang dan persahabatan

Ia akan terbiasa berpendirian

And in other way about children, Kahlil Gibran said...

Children

(Kahlil Gibran)

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Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
And He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also
The bow that is stable.

-Sya