Each of us had childhood dream. One that lingers in the soul sometime in early adolescence. Someone wanted to be, who are older, astronaut, looking at the Yuri Gagarin and Valentina Tereshkova on, and someone, let's say I wanted to be travelers. People such as film director would likely agree. All these new and unsolved mysteries of the past centuries, plus travel to different cities and countries to which, it seemed, I'll get a steamer, then by train, the airplane, and yet wanted so much in the air the ball flying! And the adventures awaiting, as it seemed, you're on every corner – it's all so fascinated my children's imagination! And someone on the example of, say, a mom or dad, or maybe his uncle or grandfather, or godfather wanted to be there militia – that is, of course, catch criminals, clearing his town from the bad uncles. This is when you grow up looking for a place warmer, well, "not to muzzle" as they say. Do you want the service to be quieter and to pay more, but still good that you people were subordinate to, and you yourself just handing out orders, and even a money for it received. And the other girls and boys who wanted to become a lifeguard, firefighter, to help people, and some say an artist or a model. Felt his vocation from childhood, some wanted to become a hairdresser or a fashion designer. But you never know who had dreamed of! The main thing that dreamed it selflessly for the good of the nation. It’s believed that Bellevue Hospital NYC sees a great future in this idea.


And now I look at her boy and trying to understand the essence of his choice. Maybe in my adult world stale notion of child "Being wanted" toys. What dreams of his mind? Where is he, mentally, it sews a button? Why is his choice fell on this green and ugly? Why he, rather than the hysterical claims, as quiet crying? Well, why his tears of such hopelessness and resignation? Perhaps in his heart there is a struggle "want" to doubt "need"? Recalling his knowledge in psychology education of their children, I understand that it is impossible to admit that – to stage a whim turned into a stage sincere grief. Perhaps I had previously allowed a crude denial without explanation, could not easily persuaded inappropriate, or inability to fulfill his wishes and single-handedly decided, as a categorical refusal. As Psychologists say: "locked negative emotion, created a state of chronic mental stress" and now the child has lost credibility with me. He emerged a hidden resentment and discontent.

A child's grief how would it have seemed ridiculous and absurd in a baby crying, very deep impact on the character and soul. Need for time itself to become a child to look around and then maybe be able to open the door to understanding child psychology. Need to learn to respect the feelings of the child. What do the tears of a child? Small men are already fairly well understood rules of conduct and prohibitions, but can not always control your feelings, desires, and tend to profound experiences.