When my boy was two years and four months old I went to America, and was absent three months. ... When I returned. I found him waiting impatiently by the garden gate ; he seized my hand, and began showing me everything that specially interested him. I wanted to hear, and he wanted to tell; I had no wish to tell, and he had none to hear. The two impulses were different, but harmonious. ... Only once has this situation been reversed. When he was three years and six months old, I had a birthday, and his mother told him that everything was to be done to please me. Stories are his supreme delight ; to our surprise when the time for them came, he announced that he was going to tell me stories, as it was my birthday. He told about a dozen, then jumped down, saying, "No more stories to-day."
Source: On Education, especially in early childhood, 1926, by Bertrand Russell<
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