Every Child Needs Nature. Not

What Happens When All The Parts Of Childhood Are Soldered Down, When The Young No Longer Have The Time Or Space To Play In Their Family's Garden, Cycle Home In The Dark With The Stars And Moon Illuminating Their Route, Walk Down Through The Woods To The River, Lie On Their Backs On Hot July Days In The Long Grass, Or Watch Cockleburs, Lit By Morning Sun, Like Bumblees Quivering On Harp Wires? What Then?

Mothers Tend To Be More Direct. Fathers Talk To Other Fathers About Their Kids More Metaphorically. It's A Different Way Of Communication.

When We Raise Our Children, We Relive Our Childhood. Forgotten Memories, Painful And Pleasurable, Rise To The Surface.... So Each Of Us Thinks, Almost Daily, Of How Our Own Childhood Compares With Our Children's, And Of What Our Children's Future Will Hold.

Some Kids Don't Want To Be Organized All The Time. They Want To Let Their Imaginations Run; They Want To See Where A Stream Of Water Takes Them.

If We Desire A Kinder Nation, Seeing It Through The Eyes Of Children Is An Eminently Sensible Endeavor: A City That Is Pro-child,for Example, Is Also A More Humane Place For Adults.