1929 advise on choosing books
Choosing Books for Children … From a 1929 book on poetry: Read your children’s books yourself. Or better still, get your boy or girl to read them aloud to you. Ask yourself during the reading: Does this book lay stress on villainy, deception, or treachery? Are all the incidents wholesome, probable, and true to life? Does it show young people contemptuous attitudes toward their elders and successfully opposing them? Do the young characters in the book show respect for teachers and others in authority? Are these characters the kind of young people you wish your children to associate with? Does the book speak of and describe pranks, practical jokes, and pieces of thoughtless and cruel mischief as though they were funny and worthy of imitation? Is the English good and is the story written in good style?
Bride and groom
Cultivating logical thought development has its difficult moments. One bright boy attending his first wedding asked his mother why the bride was dressed in white.
“Because,” she answered, “white stands for purity and and joy.”
“Then why,” was the prompt retort, “does the groom wear black?”
Children are like springs
Our children are like metal coiled springs, and there is quite a variety of these springs in the world. They are very useful for a great variety of things, like ball-point pens for one.
We the parents, are like the manufacturers of the springs. We have the freedom to shape them just the way we want them so that they will prove to be useful for those different things. Now, the way we do this, can have an effect on how our springs turn out.
While our children are growing up, it’s like we are holding a spring in our hand. We are squeezing the spring, because that’s what we do with springs, that’s what they are for, you know, to make the spring useful for whatever purpose we decide.
Now, if we hold and squeeze that spring too hard, after a while the spring loses all its strength and this will also ruin its usefulness. Besides that, it wears us completely out holding on to that spring so tightly.
If we just let go of the spring, it will certainly go flying off in no telling what direction, maybe even hitting someone in the eye, hurting them, or getting lost under a piece of furniture so that we never, ever find it again.
Lastly, if we put the right amount of pressure on our spring, it continues to be useful to us for a long time. In fact, as the time approaches for our children to get out on their own in this world, it’s like we are slowly releasing the pressure on our spring, just a little bit at a time. So, it hasn’t gotten weak and lost its usefulness. It hasn’t gone flying off to who knows where. But, as you slowly release all of your pressure on that spring, why, it will just stand straight up in your hand.
And you still have it in your hand.
The daily life of kids
Especially city kids when both parents work — is a strange one. You get hauled to various locations, dumped there, hauled out again at the end of the day. During the dump time, you form your own little societies which have little to do with your pecking order in your home life. So you are constantly adjusting, readjusting, dealing with new rules, new authorities, more power, less power and so on. It’s no wonder kids are weird. They just don’t have the smarts yet to know how to deal with these kinds of complex situations. This comes with age and experience. So it’s wise for parents to give a little slack for kids dealing with such complex social environments. Some have chosen — wisely too — to home school their children. — source unknown
One parent described the situation of having 2 or more children like having a water bucket full of corks and trying to keep them all under at the same time. Try it some time and you will appreciate her comment.
A little boy came to his father and asked him, “Dad, who made God?”
The father, engrossed in the evening paper, responded, “Beats me, son.”
The little boy would not be put off. “Dad, why is the earth round?”
The dad answered, “I don’t know, son.”
The boy played for a minute, then asked, “Dad, is there life on other planets?”
The father patiently answered, “Nobody knows the answer to that.”
Finally the boy asked his father, “Dad, do you mind me asking you all these
The father put down his paper, “Why not at all son,” he said, “how else are you going to learn?”
A woman was bragging to her next door neighbor about her son, a college student.
“Why, our son is so brilliant, every time we get a letter from him we have to go to the dictionary.”
“You’re lucky,” the neighbor said. “Every time we get a letter from ours, we have to go to the bank.”
Anyone who has ever dressed a child will love this one!
Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn’t want to go on. Finally, when the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost cried when the little boy said, “Teacher, they’re on the wrong feet.” She looked and sure enough, they were. It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on – this time on the right feet. He then announced, “These aren’t my boots.”
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, “Why didn’t you say so?” like she wanted to. And, once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
No sooner they got the boots off and he said, “They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear ’em.”
Now she didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. But, she mustered up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked, “Now, where are your mittens?” He said, “I stuffed ’em in the toes of my boots.”
Her trial starts next month.
Smarter than parents
It rarely occurs to teenagers that the day will come when they know as little as their parents.
Farmer and crops
A farmer had several boys and he worked them extremely hard around the farm.
One day one of the neighbors pointed out that it wasn’t necessary to work the boys that hard to raise a crop.
The farmer, quietly but firmly responded, “I’m not just raising a crop. I’m also raising boys.”
— source unknown
Black & white
Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to
her mother, “Why is the bride dressed in white?”
“Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest
day of her life.”
The child thought about this for a moment, then said, “So why is the
groom wearing black?”
A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments. They were
ready to discuss the last one. The teacher asked if anyone could
tell her what it was. Susie raised her hand, stood tall, and quoted,
“Thou shall not take the covers off thy neighbor’s wife.
Through the Eyes of a Child
A kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they drew. She would occasionally walk around to see each child’s artwork. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, “I’m drawing God.”
The teacher paused and said, “but no one knows what God looks like.”
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing the girl replied,
“They will in a minute.”
I’m going to have a wife
Did you hear about little Johnny when he learned about creation?
He seemed especially intent when they told him how Eve was created out of one of Adam’s ribs.
Later in the week his mother noticed him lying as though he were ill, and said. “Johnny what is the matter?”
Little Johnny responded, “I have a pain in my side. I think I’m going to have a wife.”
How to Make Babies
A second grader came home from school and said to her mother, “Mom, guess what? We learned how to make babies today.”
The mother, more than a little surprised, tried to keep her cool. “That’s interesting,” she said, “How do you make babies?”
“It’s simple,” replied the girl. “You just change y to i and add es.”
A little boy was talking to his grandfather and asked, “Grandpa, I heard you say that all the people who were alive when the flood came we killed except for Noah and his family because of their sin. Is that right?”
And the grandfather said, “That’s right son.”
The little boy replied, “Well, if that’s true then how did you and grandma make it through?”
The young couple invited their parson over for Sunday dinner. While they were in the kitchen preparing the meal, the minister asked their son what they were having. “Goat,” the little boy replied. “Goat?” replied the startled man of the cloth. “Are you sure about that?” “Yep,” said the youngster. “I heard Pa say to Ma, ‘Might as well have the old goat for dinner today as any other day.'”
How to get a child’s attention
If you have trouble getting your children’s attention, just sit down and look comfortable.
Mother: “Young man, there were two cookies in the pantry this morning! May I ask how it happened that there is only one now?”
Boy: “It must have been so dark I didn’t see the other one.”
Meaning of life
My daughter is going to middle school and I thought I should start talking to her about some serious stuff, such as the meaning of life.
Her response: “My meaning of life is to please Mommy.”
So then I asked: “What about Daddy?”
She said: “Your meaning of life is to please Mommy, too”.
When to stop giving children money
My friend’s preparations for a visit from her children included a trip to the bank. Waiting in line at the teller’s window, she lamented to the middle-aged man behind her, “My children are in their 20s, and I’m still giving them money. When does it end?”
“I’m not sure I’m the one to ask,” the man said while glancing uncomfortably at a paper in his hand, “I’m here to deposit a check from my mother.”
Attitude towards discipline
There was once a professor of psychology. Although not having any children of his own, whenever he observed a neighbor disciplining a child would always say, “you should love your boy, not punish him.”
One particularly warm summer afternoon, the professor was preparing a concrete driveway leading to his garage. After several hours of work in the hot sun, the professor was quite hot and sweaty.
He laid down the trowel and headed for the house to get something to drink. Just then he spied a neighborhood little boy putting his footprints into the wet cement.
The enraged professor rushed over, snatched the boy up and was about to spank him when a neighbor yelled, “Watch it, professor! Don’t you remember that you must ‘love’ the child?”
At this, he yelled back, “I do love him in the abstract but not in the concrete!”
A schoolboy was at his desk composing a report for his class. At a loss for an appropriate introduction, he laid down his pen and sought out his mother who was in the kitchen preparing supper. Without warning, he asked, “Mother, how was I born?”
Mother, of course, was aware that this question about human reproduction was inevitable, but she was not about to deal with it while she was cooking dinner. So she put him off with the old saw, “The stork brought you, dear.”
The boy nodded and moved to the living room where his grandmother was knitting. Again without warning, he asked, “Grandma, how was my mother born?” Being a product of the Victorian era, this dear lady was not about to touch that one.
“My dear child,” she explained, “the stork brought your mother.”
“Grandma,” the boy persisted, “how were you born?”
“The stork brought me, too,” she responded.
He thanked her and returned to his desk. Picking up his pen, he began his report with these words, “There hasn’t been a normal birth in our family for three generations.”
A Child Learns
If a child lives with criticism,
he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility,
he learns to fight.
If a child lives with ridicule,
he learns to be shy.
If a child lives with shame,
he learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance,
he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement,
he learns confidence.
If a child lives with praise,
he learns to appreciate.
If a child lives with fairness,
he learns justice.
If a child lives with security,
he learns to have faith.
If a child lives with approval,
he learns to like himself.
If a child lives with acceptance, and friendship,
he learns to find love in the world.
— author unknown
At times, kids can be a pain in the neck
when they’re not being a lump in your throat
Children are a great comfort in your old age…
and they help you reach it faster, too!
The best way to deep children at home is to create a pleasant
atmosphere and let the air out of their tires.
Money isn’t everything, but it sure keeps the kids in touch.
School days can be the happiest days of our life…
providing the children are old enough to go.
The joy of motherhood: what a woman experiences when all the children
are finally in bed.
Just when a woman thinks her work is done…
she becomes a grandmother.
To be in your children’s memories tomorrow
you have to be in their lives today.
Making the decision to have a child is momentous
it is to decide forever to have your heart go
walking around outside your body.
— Elizabeth Stone
The Handwriting On The Wall
A weary mother returned from the store,
Lugging groceries through the kitchen door.
Awaiting her arrival was her 8 year old son,
Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done.
“While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,
T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall!
It’s on the new paper you just hung in the den.
I told him you’d be mad at having to do it again.”
She let out a moan and furrowed her brow,
“Where is your little brother right now?”
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride,
She marched to his closet where he had gone to hide.
She called his full name as she entered his room.
He trembled with fear – he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved
About the expensive wallpaper, and how she had saved.
Lamenting all the work it would take to repair,
She condemned his actions and total lack of care.
The more she scolded, the madder she got,
Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!
She headed for the den to confirm her fears.
When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.
It said, “I love Mommy,” surrounded by a heart.
Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it,
With an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all,
Take time to read the handwriting on the wall.
– Author Unknown
Home plate’s gone from the back of the yard
So there’s no more backyard ball
The rusty swing set’s quiet now
But the grass is green and tall
The sidewalks don’t get covered with chalk
Rusty skates are all put away
The soccer balls have all gone flat
So the grass is not worn and frayed
Games of tag and hide and seek
Have ended in a hush
Once brown and bare from running feet
Now my lawn is green and lush
My lawn looks really great now
It’s so green from edge to edge
But when I look at how my children have grown
I’m glad I gave up grass and grew kids!
by Steven C. Staats
THE EARLY IMPRESS
I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day;
And as my fingers pressed it still
It bent and yielded to my will.
I came again when days were past,
The bit of clay was hard at last;
My early impress still it bore
And I could change its form no more.
I took a peice of living clay
And gently formed it day by day;
Molding with parental art
A young boy’s soft and yielding heart.
In time his tender years were gone,
It was a man I looked upon;
My early impress still he bore
And I could change him nevermore!
— Poems of Dawn, 1912 page 306
Pretty much all the honest truth telling there is in the world is done by children. — Oliver Wendell Holmes
I’ve spent a fortune on my children’s education and a fortune on their teeth. The difference is that they use their teeth. — Robert Orben (Reader’s Digest)
One day my two sons were having an argument.
I listened in and overheard the older say to the younger: “Even if you were an only child, you still wouldn’t be Mom and Dad’s favorite.”
Sometimes smarter than adults
A little boy had been pawing over a stationer’s stock of greeting cards for some time when a clerk asked, “Just what is it you’re looking for? A birthday greeting, message to a sick friend, anniversary or a congratulations to your mom and dad?”
The boy shook his head and answered, “Got any like a blank report card?”
Themistocles, a great Greek statesman of the 5th century BC, was overheard to remark that his young son ruled all Greece. Asked to explain, he said, “Athens hold sway over all Greece; I dominate Athens; My wife dominates me, and our newborn son dominates her.”
Magnificent pachyderms are trained to serve their human masters. Of course, if elephants knew how strong they were they would never yield to the domination of anything, but they are subjected to stressful forms of “brainwashing:, which takes the fight out of them.
The process begins with three days of total isolation from man or beast. Female elephants and their young are remarkably social animals, and they react to loneliness the same way humans do. They grieve and fret and long for their peers.
At that precise moment of vulnerability, they are brought to a nighttime ceremony of fire, Then for many hours in the flickering light, they are screamed at, intimidated, stroked and ordered back and forth. By morning, half-crazed, the elephants have yielded. Their wills have been broken. Man is the master.
Even thought I understand the economic need for working elephants in India, there is still something sad about their plight. These wonderfully intelligent animals are transformed from freedom to slavery in a single evening.
There is a parallel between these elephants and us fragile human beings, especially as teenagers. Like the elephant staked in a distant field, teenagers are subjected by their culture to a period of intense isolation and loneliness.
Even those who are moderately successful during these years often feel rejected, ridiculed and ignored. They are at that moment prime targets for brainwashing. Adolescent society will do the rest. — James Dobson — “Children at Risk”
“Doctor, I’d like you to evaluate my 13 year-old son.”
“OK: He’s suffering from a transient psychosis with an intermittent rage disorder, punctuated by episodic radical mood swings, but his prognosis is good for full recovery.”
“How can you say all that without even meeting him?”
“I thought you said he’s 13?”
Home by 11
A father said to his teenage daughter, “I want you home by 11:00 tonight.”
“But Daddy,” she protested, “I’m not a little girl anymore.”
“You’re right.” he answered. “Better make it 10:30!”
A young boy had just gotten his driving permit. He asked his father, who was an elder, if they could discuss the use of the car.
His father took him to his study and said to him, “I’ll make a deal with you. You bring your grades up, study your Bible more, be at more meetings and get your hair cut; and we’ll talk about it.”
After about a month the boy came back and again asked his father if they could discuss use of the car.
They again went to the father’s study where his father said, “Son, I’ve been real proud of you. You have brought your grades up, you’ve studied your Bible diligently, but you didn’t get your hair cut!”
The young man waited a moment and replied, “You know Dad, I’ve been thinking about that. You know, Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, Noah had long hair and even Jesus had long hair….”
To which his father replied, “Yes. And they walked everywhere they went!”
The “Teen” commandments
1. Don’t let your parents down. They brought you up.
2. Choose your companions with care. You become what they are.
3. Be master of your habits or they will master you.
4. Treasure your time. Don’t spend it, invest it.
5. Stand for something or you’ll fall for anything.
6. Select only a date that will make a good mate.
7. See What you can do for others not what others can do for you.
8. Guard your thoughts. What you think, you are.
9. Don’t fill up on the crumbs of this old world. Fill your heart on the Living Word.
10. Give your all to God by dedication. He gave his son for you.
What it Means to Be Adopted
A group of first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family members.
One child suggested that he was adopted and a little girl said, “I know all
about adoptions because I was adopted.”
“What does it mean to be adopted?” asked another child.
“It means that you grew in your mommy’s heart instead of her tummy.”