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750×1011Time > As a young mother,I took what little guidance,advice I could find,but for the most part I decided to trust myself. It may have been my training as an investigative journalist or my distrust of authority that had come from my childhood,but I was determined to find out the truth on my own. I had my own ideas about what kids needed,,I stuck to them,no matter what other people thought. The result was — to many people’s eyes — idiosyncratic at best,or just plain odd. I spoke to my daughters as if they were adults from day one. Most mothers naturally turn to baby talk — a higher-pitched voice,simpler words. Not me. I trusted them,they trusted me. I never put them in danger but I also never stood in the way of them experiencing life or taking calculated risks. When we lived in Geneva,I sent Susan,Janet to the store next door to buy bread,on their own,when they were ages five,four. I respected their individuality from the beginning. My theory was that the most important years were zero to five,I was going to teach them as much as I could early on. What I wanted more than anything was to make them first into independent children,then into empowered,independent adults. I figured that if they could think on their own,make sound decisions,they could face any challenges that came their way. I had no idea at the time that research would validate the choices I had made. I was following my gut,my values,,what I saw worked in the classroom as a teacher.
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