If I were to restore a spoiled child to normal, I would make him feel the most uncomfortable in the prettiest clothes.It is complicated to wear, it is not free to move, it is uncomfortable in every movement, and in order to shine, autonomy and joy are lost.Before long, I could make him tire and even loathe his own splendor, and no longer want to be a slave to flashy clothes.Such an experience would turn into the nightmare of his life, and he would probably rather be locked in a dark dungeon than see the flashy ornaments prepared for him.Before a child is enslaved by our prejudices, it is his natural desire to be free and happy.The most simple and comfortable clothes, which allow him to realize the greatest freedom, are his favorite.