We all have fond memories of our childhood, some are funny, some are embarrassing, some are painful and so on. Personally i have so many childhood memories but i prefer to narrate on the below topic. Tell

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age. - Victor Hugo - I've shared a few stories from my youth on Hive over the years, most of which are a tragic but funny account of how I managed

Back in the days, in the 90s when schooling was something that allowed parents to live their unfulfilled dreams through their children making them achieve the 1st and 2nd positions in class there was this

Possessing My Heart's Desires! Why is becoming a grown up god getting more difficult by the day? When can I possess the desires of my heart? Crying might help, but it is useless! If I brood, it will only

When the child begins to educate, it is tightly connected to perception of happiness. The joy that the sun was shining, the wind blowing in your hair, and you run, the joy that you just saw a little butterfly,

Когда ребенка начинают воспитывать, в нем наглухо затыкают орган восприятия счастья. Радость от того, что светит солнышко, что ветер дует тебе в волосы и ты бежишь, радость от того что ты просто увидел

I don't want to sound like a codgery old fart here, but I'm just kind of wondering what the hell is going on. We've got our nice little microcosm going on in here, but I'm seeing it all over the place.

Australia a "Luna Park" ride in our own back yard! & for grown ups! STRAYA MATE! :) So, in my good ol' tradition I wish a: Goodnight to everyone where it is night time, Good morning to everyone

That's right. You are. Yes you are. Yes you are. You is so precious. You is so chubby. You is adorable. And naughty. You a naughty one, aren't you? And you like to pretend you're a big person. It's fun