A Quote by Julia Restoin Roitfeld

My parents were strict with school, strict with grades. I had piano classes, horseback riding, dance. — © Julia Restoin Roitfeld
My parents were strict with school, strict with grades. I had piano classes, horseback riding, dance.
I was not the pampered baby, no. I'm five years younger, and my parents were actually very strict with me, more strict than with the other ones.
My parents were always very strict, and they gave me the right beliefs in how to treat people. It was very strict and all about morals - I try to pass that on to my own children.
My parents were strict. They weren't as strict on me as they were with the others, but my mother didn't want us to get on anyone's nerves... Go to someone else's house and drive their parents crazy. Another thing was they didn't want us to get into a lot of things that a lot of kids - if they're not careful - can slip into.
Our parents were very strict. Not in a brutal or awful way, but there were definite rules, such as after six on a school night you didn't go out, and at weekends you had to be home by a certain time. It wasn't particularly sheltered, but we were well brought-up.
We had a happy childhood, our parents were strict but loving, and I was together with my sisters, who were my best friends.
I had very strict parents. My two brothers were power and freedom. I was powerlessness and seclusion.
My parents were very strict and had rules for me and, if ever I was playing outside, I always had a set time to come back in.
I started dancing when I was about 15 or 16 in my high school drama club, and then I liked it so much that they offered dual enrollment classes. So my senior year, I ended up taking college dance courses while I was in high school because I had good grades.
My parents were relaxed, but very strict on manners. They encouraged us to follow our instincts and desires, so they were quite bohemian in that sense, but we had to work hard and that included chores.
My parents were strict but loving.
My parents were strict, but it was the world I lived in. I had no idea there was a world outside.
My parents were very, very strict parents, and they were not used to this new, you know, American custom of letting your children sleep in someone else's house.
My parents were incredibly strict, almost military style.
He cannot be strict in judging, who does not wish others to be strict judges of himself.
I was a strict disciplinarian, perhaps too strict at times, but my God, without discipline what is life?
My parents were very strict with me when it came to boys and dating.
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