"You can understand and relate to most people better if you look at them – no matter how old or impressive they may be – as if they are children. For most of us never really grow up or mature all that much – we simply grow taller. Oh, to be sure, we laugh less and play less and wear uncomfortable disguises like adults, but beneath the costume is the child we always are, whose needs are simple, whose daily life is still best described by fairy tales."
– Leo Rosten
This was me as a twelve year old with Big Brother behind me. I'd taken my glasses off for the photo so wouldn't have been able to see a thing. Wonder if it helps you relate to me better????
And a passport type photo from college days. A real time of fairy tales and princesses.
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I love childhood photo's. I can definately see wisdom in the eyes of a little boy ;o).
ReplyDeleteRelate? Most surely, especially having three little boys of my own. I am able to imagine you as a young boy with your older brother and it makes me smile.
Jokes about not being able to see without glasses apart, whose eyes do you see the world through?
ReplyDeleteI, too, love looking at childhood photos and seeing how much one has changed and yet plainly see that the same person is still there...
A quote from "A Separate Peace" by John Knowles comes to mind, "The more things change, the more they remain the same." I think it is true.
I came here to thank you for stopping by my blog, and for your kind words, but I became all nostalgic when I saw the quote from the Walrus and the Carpenter.
ReplyDeleteI've always loved that piece, but hadn't thought of it in years. These days I might more closely relate to the next stanza, which if I remember correctly says something like:
"wait a bit," the oysters cried,
Before we have our chat.
For some of us are out of breath
and all of us are fat!"
Thanks for making my day.
Hello Archduchess,
ReplyDeleteFunnily enough I learned the saying in French - "Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose" — (Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr - Les Guêpes, January 1849). As for "whose eyes do I see the world through" that's so deep a question I think I could muse on it all day. In brief I think I usually see through the eyes of a man who is older and more experienced than his years but who, because of those experiences (good and bad), can often see the world as others of different persuasions and sensibilities do. In other words a pair of tolerant and understanding eyes. That's what I would like to think.
As for the out of breath bit, ME, I can certainly relate to that!