I'm an Air force Brat and I've lived all over the world and this country and there were people in my community who were gay - nurses, hairdressers, designers - people who just had a different way about themselves.
I'm an Air force Brat and I've lived all over the world and this country and there were people in my community who were gay - nurses, hairdressers, designers - people who just had a different way about themselves.
But I was also a brat. I used to belong to a gang that went looking for fights with other gangs.
Who to patch up his fame, or fill his purse, Still pilfers wretched plans, and makes them worse Like gypsies, lest the stolen brat be known, Defacing first, then claiming for his own.
Like any working mother I find it hard to have a social life. But my kids are so well adjusted. There isn't a brat bone in their body so I haven't done anything that bad.
I was quite the spoiled brat. I have quite a temper, obviously inherited from my father, and I became very good at ordering everyone around. I was the princess; the staff were absolutely terrified of me.
It is sometimes easier to head an institute for the study of child guidance than it is to turn one brat into a decent human being.
I'm tired of playing the brat.
My Brat Pack buddies and I didn't exactly handle celebrity very well. Success at an early age is far more difficult to handle than failure.
I was a brat. It was crazy, I was very picky. In other words, I didn't take advantage of what was happening.
I hate committing myself to anything. It's probably the lack of discipline, honestly. I'm probably a spoiled brat worried about getting my way every time.
As I look back over my life, before I had any real identity, I was a traveler. I grew up an Army brat, a runaway, an activist, and a musician. All my life I've been traveling.
I wasn't hanging around the movie theaters in New York where I grew up, a Manhattan brat.
I've been called the Women's Auxiliary of the Brat Pack.
Once I started dancing, I was not the spoiled brat or the rebellious child that I was as a child.
Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven
That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death,
Their kingdom's loss, my woeful banishment,
Should all but answer for that peevish brat?
My dad's probably one of the kindest people in the world. When I was younger that's not how I was- I was a little spoiled brat.
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