In the house, so much seemed alive as quotes written on the walls were meant to encourage the children to remember to behave. My favourite was: Be well-behaved and happy; then you will solve the riddle of life! In Swedish, it rhymes.
Why do so many brilliant minds stay quiet about what is known to damage small children?
"As a young immigrant in the 1870's New York, Jacob Riis had experienced poverty, starvation and unemployment. Reporting from the slums he witnessed the consequences of massive immigration, speculation and dreadful housing conditions. His life's goal was to improve conditions for residents of the tenements. The children were close to his heart."
A hundred years ago, the Spanish Flu ran wild all over the world. WWI meant restrictions on free speech, and as Spain was not involved in the war and wrote about it, the disease was named “the Spanish Flu.” Young people and children died in a few days from this horrible infection. Parents lost children, and children lost their parents […]
After the war all resources were scarce and families had to manage with a lot less than today. Through her character as I remember her and her letters she shows how she fights alone without complaining
What is the ideal childhood? You are secure in the love of your parents and you get some of your desires of your heart?
Inspired by a fellow blogger Jaye Marie who wrote the following on her post on Relationships : I have always been fascinated by relationships. Any kind of relationship really, for as I grew up, it seemed everyone had one except me. I spent most of my childhood in foster or children’s homes, where most of the other kids were just […]
It’s so privileged for me to be able to support mothers a bit now and then by visiting when needed. I was allowed to take you with me via these pictures from yesterday.
A few days ago I met a cousin who I really had longed to see. As a child, I loved his family especially his mother, my aunt and his three brothers and I still do. They were so lively and funny the three of them older than me and the little one like the baby brother I would have loved to have had.
Inspired from “The Happy Quitter” with her blog Nonsmokingladybug on a subject called “Pictures can speak loader than words” I would like to share some of the drawings from my childhood about 60 years ago.
From one Heart to Another 