Everyday I curse God for not giving me my wish of a slow painful death so I can curse at the sky while bleeding out with my legs blown off on a side of a desert road in the middle of nowhere, cursing him for the day he put me on the Earth so he can just torment me with loneliness and thoughts of ending it. But in the end...he will just be laughing at my misery while I slowly die a painful death while I curse him for the day he gave me life.

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Friedrich Fröbel (1782–1852) opened a "play and activity" institute in 1837 in the village of Bad Blankenburg in the principality of Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt, Thuringia, as an experimental social experience for children entering school. He renamed his institute Kindergarten (meaning 'garden of children')[12] on June 28, 1840, reflecting his belief that children should be nurtured and nourished "like plants in a garden".

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