Obviously because of my personal connection to Mandela and having had his story as part of my childhood, I knew how awesome he was.
From my childhood I had been intended for the clergy. This prospect hung like a dark cloud on my mind.
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.
In childhood I developed a serious throat infection, and my heart stopped beating. I recovered from that illness with a voice that boomed forth like Kate Smith's!
I'm living out a childhood fantasy. Our house is in a historic district of a small town that I used to read about in storybooks.
My kitchen looks like the one from my childhood - very homey, with a little bit of Alice in Wonderland!
I loved books; I read my childhood away. I was more interested in my interior world.
Ever since childhood, when I lived within earshot of the Boston and Maine, I have seldom heard a train go by and not wished I was on it.
The creativity of childhood was often surrendered amid feelings of unworthiness. So the idea that others are demanding to be given it back - to be 'taught' - is disturbing.
Breaking childhood teachings is never easy, and in essence, they are like white noise that can sometimes stop us from listening to ourselves, or having to listen to ourselves.
I hated my childhood. It was loathsome. My parents were deaf and dumb. Profoundly so. They could make noises when they were emotionally aroused, but they couldn't form it into speech.
My mother told me many stories about her childhood in Cuba. Living there had a profound impact on her and how she regards herself.
I didn't have a dysfunctional childhood or young adulthood, but I was somebody who was very much raised to do what other people told me to do as a person.
And this is what we called our childhoods. Little more than a dress rehearsal for adding our digits to the butcher's bill of war.
All our pursuits, from childhood to manhood, are only trifles of different sorts and sizes, proportioned to our years and views.
I'm in my 40s and I'm constantly surprised by how much my childhood still plays a part in my life.
My childhood had its challenges, like everyone's. It imbued me with certain things and took away others. It made me very determined.
Childhood was very nice. The only thing wrong was that I was so introverted, everything became a big deal... 'Oh, no, here comes the bus. Where am I gonna sit on the bus?'
... I wrote about ... my childhood, when dreams were small and attainable for all. When sweets were a penny and god was a rabbit.
Although I always said that I wanted to be a writer from childhood, I hadn't actually done much about it until I came to London.
Childhood only comes around once. Make your child's memories special. Take them on a new adventure each day. It is as simple as opening a book.
