We cannot even recollect the actions of our infancy, our childhood is like something written on a slate and rubbed off.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Childhood is a fundamental part of all human lives, parents or not, since that's how we all start out. And yet babies and young children are so mysterious and puzzling and even paradoxical.
Sometimes our childhood experiences are emotionally intense, which can create strong mental models. These experiences and our assumptions about them are then reinforced in our memory and can continue to drive our behavior as adults.
You know, as an only child, you're kind of in a bubble, and there are all sorts of things about my childhood that I still can't really place.
We're naturally programmed to endure a muddle of emotions as we leave childhood behind.
There are certain realities we must speak of with our children that were not present when I was a child.
It's like your children talking about holidays, you find they have a quite different memory of it from you. Perhaps everything is not how it is, but how it's remembered.
I think because I'm not a parent, my most immediate connection to childhood is my memory of my own childhood.
I've always reverted to a sense of childhood, just in everyday life.
The compulsively readable events of my life occurred mainly in infancy, and it's been pretty humdrum ever since.
I think that we are all much closer to our childhood selves than we often think, so when we read about childhood, it can surprise us how immediate or moving it is, when perhaps those feelings are just there, waiting to be accessed all the time.