My school days were the happiest days of my life; which should give you some indication of the misery I've endured over the past twenty-five years.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My happiest hours are spent in school, surrounded by those I hope to benefit.
My best days do seem like a distillation of all that was best about school. Write a story! Paint a picture! Write a poem! Make a print!
I wish my school days could have dragged on a little longer, or that I could go back and do it later in life.
I think the happiest time of my life was when I was in my late teens. I was a little bit of an it-girl. Making myself seen. And it was a wonderful time to be young.
August used to be a sad month for me. As the days went on, the thought of school starting weighed heavily upon my young frame. That, coupled with the oppressive heat and humidity of my native Washington, D.C., only seemed to heighten the misery.
I never understand when people say, 'School days are the best of your life.' So it's all downhill from 16? How depressing.
The happiest moment of my life was probably when my daughter was born.
When I was younger, I wasn't concentrating on good days. I was managing a career and trying to have a good year. It would always 'lead' to something, which never leads to anything except death, where everything leads to. And then as I got older, and then I had my kids and everything, I began to appreciate a great Wednesday.
School was a very cruel environment, and I was a loner. But I learnt to get hurt, and I learnt to cope with it.
My childhood was happy, joyful but very difficult.
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