Topical quote from Janusz Korczak

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

Don't run, you'll get run over by a horse. Don't run, you sweat. Don't run, you will get dirty. Don't run, my head hurts

Country boy Endrik. Already walking. Holding on to the door frame with his hand, he carefully climbs out of the hut over the threshold into the hallway. From the entryway, two stone steps crawling on all fours. In front of the hut I met a cat: they looked at each other and dispersed. He stumbled over the garden bed, stopped and looked.

Found a wand, sat down, rummaging in the sand. Nearby lies a potato peel, takes it in his mouth, his mouth is full of sand, grimaces, spits, throws. Back on his feet, running towards the dog, the dog roughly knocks him over. He twisted his lips, he was about to cry, no: he remembered something, he was pulling a broomstick.

Mother walks on the water, clung to her skirt and runs more confidently. A group of older children, they have a cart - looking; They drove him away, stood aside and looked. Two roosters are fighting - looking. They put him in a cart, carried him, overturned. Mother calls him. This is how the first half of sixteen o'clock passes.

Nobody tells him that he is still small, he himself feels that he is beyond his power. Nobody tells him that the cat can scratch, that he still does not know how to go down the stairs. Nobody forbids playing with older children. "As Endrik grew up, the paths of his wanderings went further and further from the hut" (Vitkevich).

No, no, I do not at all want to replace the excess of custody with its complete absence.

I just want to note that a one-year-old child is already living in the village, while our mature youth is just entering life. When will he start living?