Painful Childhood Experiences and Mature Perspective
Why Integrating Our Past Helps Us & Future Generations
1976
When I was four years old, I attended a preschool named, The Little Red School House. Here is where I learned how to tie my shoes, realized how much I loved to sing, and where I experienced fear,…
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