94 results for 'children'
... toy cars sure is delightful and colorful.It sometimes amuses me as to what could have been the motive for his preference for cars over candies as one of the youngest customers in the store? I also imagine how it would be to swap roles with my three year old and then make such a tough pick in the moment? Outlandish yet true sometimes life’s tiniest and finest lessons can lay sturdy foundations for a balanced life and a strong mind. Letting our children express discerning autonomy to develop their amenable persona is one of them. Chances are as parents we shall have a moment of reckoning.(more)
Having a fascination for aesthetics, I have always adorned the idea of collecting Asian art especially masks and idols of Gautama Buddha. When I bought these I didn’t realize that these rare art pieces could ever scare someone. Never did I imagine that the beauty of a dusk face with dainty eyes and a serene look could ever drive someone away from its ambience and aura. But such was the case with my son who faltered and shuddered each time he was near one.
His aversion was possibly the fear of the unknown and my alarm certainly seemed the concern for the known. In my boy’s candid apprehensions,... (more)
...through unanimous consent, meaning that there was complete agreement by all 100 senators and therefore no need for a vote.
This is a phenomenal, wonderful piece of news. It is a sure sign that Washington is waking up to the fact that it is past time to act to ensure the health of our children. It means that the stranglehold that Coca-Cola, Frito Lay and other factory-food peddlers have had on generations of our youth is beginning to weaken. And it means that Michelle Obama has been successful at one of her guiding missions, vocalized since the beginning of her husband’s... (more)
Every morning the sunrays through my bedside window try to wake me up. My eyelids still folded and my heart yearning for bliss in the early hours of morning keep me tossing and turning. The moment of awe strikes when my guru jumps on the bed, rubs his tiny nose with mine and says mommy kiss. His first gentle kiss is my journey to a blessed day beginning with purity of thoughts, enshrined feelings and a mind empty of yesterday. My day starts with brushing my guru’s pearly whites. This is when he gives me a dazzling gaze. His look often astonishes me and I end up losing my concentration from... (more)
...between a mother and her child is a route to bliss and benign emotions. My first born, whose plush gazes and fervent heart that has uniform feelings for birds, animals and all living beings, is my pioneer retreat to a conscious state. His playful and magical enchantments is realization that children as god’s cherubs are the hymns of nature. Their eternal kindle illuminates our life with love, hope, care and courage.
At a nascent age children have the capacity to sense parent’s changing colors. They are the midget stars of a celestial empire. They show us that enthusiasm and... (more)
Children on streets are becoming too numerous in Africa. This is due to several factors like lack of social and political interest to protect them as the future for the national development. But despite this, I still believe that we are not waiting to revive Jonathan Swift’s A Modest Proposal to the Irish government in the wake of increased street children on Irish streets, to consent to the plight in our countries. In fact, in the minds of Swift, since there were many street children whom the city and perhaps government authorities had failed to contain or rid off the streets, the said children... (more)
Thirty-two years ago, I was hugely, uncomfortably, 2-weeks-overdue pregnant. I looked like a broomstick that had swallowed a watermelon, as my father-in-law loved to remind me. I could sprawl on the couch, rest a plate on my belly, and eat dinner in a semi-reclining position.In fact, that's about all I could do.My daughter was born at 6:30 p.m. She was beautiful. So tiny. So perfect. I was terrified.Then I blinked.She walked onto the school bus like it was nothing, proudly wearing her kindergarten name tag. I could just see the top of her head as her little hand waved from the window. I blinked... (more)
You may have heard the term BEK, or maybe you have not. BEK stands for black-eyed kids. I am not talking about just the iris, I mean the whole eye. Variations of these humanoids have been seen as adults as well as children. They are male as well as female, all with the same black eyes... no iris, no discernible pupil and no sclera, just coal black eyes, and all seen at various locations. Now obviously, one could say, well, it just sounds like people wearing those black contacts who are just messing around. Yes, possibly so. However, there is another factor; the unexplainable "dread" that... (more)