Justice (by: Author Unknown) A neglected child does not know she is neglected. Her parents are who they are. She is who she is. The world just is. full storyLessons from Littleton, Colorado (by: Bob Perks) I cried alone in a hotel room as I watched the faces of the students in Littleton, CO on television. I could feel my heart pounding as one young girl, now scarred for life, described having the gun put to her head and then watching others murdered next to her. full storyMemos from Your Child (by: Author Unknown) Don't spoil me. I know quite well that I ought not to have all I ask for ... I'm only testing you. Don't be afraid to be firm with me. I prefer it .. it makes me feel more secure. full storyOnly One Childhood (by: Author Unknown) I stopped to watch my little girl busy playing in her room. In one hand was a plastic phone; in the other a toy broom. I listened as she was speaking to her make believe little friend And I'll never forget the words she said, even though it was pretend. full storyPrayer for Children of the 90's, A (by: Ina Hughs) We pray for children Who put chocolate fingers everywhere, Who like to be tickled, Who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants, full storyRemember, We're Raising Children, Not Flowers! (by: Jack Canfield) David, my next-door neighbor, has two young kids ages five and seven. One day he was teaching his seven-year-old son Kelly how to push the gas-powered lawn mower around the yard. full storyTablecloth Stains (by: Grace Witwer Housholder) "I was four for a second, but now I am five," my friend Cathie's 5-year-old told a new friend a few days after his fifth birthday. full storyThe Beauty Mark (by: Terri McPherson) My six-year-old granddaughter, Caitlynd,discovered a small freckle on her upper left armand tried to scratch it off. When I asked her whatshe was doing, she burst out crying, "I have athing on my arm and I can't get if off." full storyThis Child of Mine (by: Edgar A. Guest) "I'll lend you for a little while A child of mine," God said, "For you to have the while he lives, And mourn for when he's dead. full storyTommy's Essay (by: Jane Lindstorm) Soon Tommy's parents, who had recently separated, would arrive for a conference on his failing schoolwork and disruptive behavior. Neither parent knew that I had summoned the other. full story
