The Management and Training of ChildrenRichardson, Smith & Company, 1904 - 287 páginas |
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... Never Give Up free XIII . TRAINING THROUGH ENCOURAGEMENT . ...... 80 An Erroneous View - The Right Way to Correct - The Opposite Way - The Universal Tendency - A Word of Warning - Rewards- A Better Way - Different Effects of Two Ways ...
... Never Give Up free XIII . TRAINING THROUGH ENCOURAGEMENT . ...... 80 An Erroneous View - The Right Way to Correct - The Opposite Way - The Universal Tendency - A Word of Warning - Rewards- A Better Way - Different Effects of Two Ways ...
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... never see such a child again . " He painted it ; and , it is said , drew from it the in- spiration which made him famous ; for it filled him with the highest and noblest of thoughts . Because of his love for it he refused fabulous ...
... never see such a child again . " He painted it ; and , it is said , drew from it the in- spiration which made him famous ; for it filled him with the highest and noblest of thoughts . Because of his love for it he refused fabulous ...
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... Never - ending happiness is sure to be the result of such wise persistence . Is it not worth all the pains and all the trouble ? The horse - trainer does not regret the many hours of hardest labor spent in striving to train a spirited ...
... Never - ending happiness is sure to be the result of such wise persistence . Is it not worth all the pains and all the trouble ? The horse - trainer does not regret the many hours of hardest labor spent in striving to train a spirited ...
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... never be permitted to feel that he has a right to demand a reason of a parent . MANAGEMENT BY HARSHNESS . Most of us know that the parent who strives to manage a child by tricks , or simply by reason , will soon find these methods ...
... never be permitted to feel that he has a right to demand a reason of a parent . MANAGEMENT BY HARSHNESS . Most of us know that the parent who strives to manage a child by tricks , or simply by reason , will soon find these methods ...
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... never to be undone . Every smallest stroke of virtue or vice leaves its never so little HABITS . 53.
... never to be undone . Every smallest stroke of virtue or vice leaves its never so little HABITS . 53.
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able action amusements answer bad manners become better body BRAIN FAG careful character chil consider CORPORAL PUNISHMENT dear boy desire determine develop dren duty early emotions ents erally expect fact fail father faults fear feel forget frequently give given grows older habits happy heart important improper incentive influence injurious lives loving parent manner matter means ment mental mind mistake moral Moral acts mother natural necessary nervous temperament never obedience object pathy play playmates pleasure posi POWER OF SYMPATHY proper training properly punishment questions quired reason remember result right kind rules Santa Claus secure sense strive strong stubborn sure sympathy taught teach teacher teasing tell things thought tion told training of children treatment trouble truth UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA unpleasant will-power wish wonder wrong young child
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Página 53 - The hell to be endured hereafter, of which theology tells, is no worse than the hell we make for ourselves in this world by habitually fashioning our characters in the wrong way. Could the young but realize how soon they will become mere walking bundles of habits, they would give more heed to their conduct while in the plastic state. We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone.
Página 129 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Página 53 - Habit is thus the enormous fly-wheel of society, its most precious conservative agent. It alone is what keeps us all within the bounds of ordinance, and saves the children of fortune from the envious uprisings of the poor.
Página 52 - If an act became no easier after being done several times, if the careful direction of consciousness were necessary to its accomplishment on each occasion, it is evident that the whole activity of a lifetime might be confined to one or two deeds— that no progress could take place in development.
Página 52 - A man might be occupied all day in dressing and undressing himself ; the attitude of his body would absorb all his attention and energy; the washing of his hands or the fastening of a button would be as difficult to him on each occasion as to the child on its first trial ; and he would, furthermore, be completely exhausted by his exertions.
Página 130 - Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep! Mother, dear mother, the years have been long Since I last listened your lullaby song: Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been only a dream. Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace, With your light lashes just sweeping my face, Never hereafter to wake or to weep; — Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Página 53 - It dooms us all to fight out the battle of life upon the lines of our nurture or our early choice, and to make the best of a pursuit that disagrees, because there is no other for which we are fitted, and it is too late to begin again. It keeps different social strata from mixing.
Página 54 - Well! he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his...
Página 130 - Over my heart in the days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever has shone; No other worship abides and endures — Faithful, unselfish, and patient, like yours; None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul and the world-weary brain.
Página 130 - Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue, Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between; Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain, Long I to-night for your presence again; Come from the silence so long and so deep — Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep!