My hate for small children

As close friends, friends, and bare acquaintances should know, I appear to have a great distaste for young children. This would stem from school, where it is the school policy to despise the grade under you. But my hate for kids goes deeper than this. Although i do love the ages between 0-5, the ages of 7-15 give me the absolute shits. This would stem from my reluctant job at the day care centre which my parents run. For years, every holidays I am forced to tag along and assist my parents in the care of these little kids. At the beginning, I was just another one of the kids, and had many friends around my age to create havoc with. Now, since I am much older and larger than these primary school counterparts. I have noticed that they manage to get in the smallest places, and hide alot. They enjoy annoying people, and will stop at nothing in their quest to not obey my orders. One kid, Tyson is so bad that I call him the devil. I have met a kid, Tommy, who at the age of 12 who is a bigger smartass then me. Then there is the last one, Henry. This kid is Tommy + Tyson. He is beyond annoying. He is out for my head.
But yes, this is where my hate for kids stems from.
I believe that kids, especially the younger ones cry extremely easily, as I already had to deal with two repeat offenders. They are able to annoy me when I'm in a good mood, which for me is still dangerously close to a foul mood.
One instance of this intense hate is as Peter loves to remind me, at church camp.
I was dealt with a young 13yo. This kid had a loose tongue, and simply assumed he knew everything. He seemed like a good kid, but you shouldn't be fooled. He undermined everyone and was generally irritating. His squeaky voice and noob-ness, as well as his slowness and his quick ability to fall asleep and proceed to snore ruined my camp. I had surrounded myself around the trust, the brotherhood, a good group of mid-to-late teens, who possessed an adequate amount of knowledge in many things, as well as able to be interested in what I was talking about. Enter this early tween, if we could call him this. He didn't have a good sense of humour, and was just nail to the chalkboard in my ear.
His brother was acceptable, as he could be considered 'in the brotherhood', but this kid was unbearable. My large distaste of this boy was not lost upon my friend's eyes, as I was quite blunt and obvious about how much little kids annoyed me.
This culminated to me shunning him in whatever room activity we had, which was alot, as I led most of them.
Another case is another boy at the vacation care. I have forgotten his name now, but boy did he annoy me. It was only for a day, but he really got under my skin.
I was sleeping in one of the private rooms as my mum forced to go earlier because no one else could take me. Enter the boy, who enters the room and sees me. Instead of closing the door politely, he stands there for a good while until leaving. He comes back later with a few other kids to watch me, as he giggled. I gave up sleeping and went to go look after kids.
As I watched them, I noticed he began stirring up some trivial trouble. Eager to exact vengeance, I gave him a scolding, nothing too harsh, a fair light scolding by any standards. Although, this kid was not to be denied. He stood there and listened, and as I left, I heard certain swear words, accompanied by derogative language leave his lips. I was not about to tolerate this from a little boy, who was not showing any respect towards the elder figures. So I went to my old threat of telling on them to my mother, who would definitely give them a more harsh scolding. He proceeded to tell my mother the biggest load of bullshit that even I have heard.
My mum didn't believe him, but still was annoyed at me as I was supposed to be looking after them, and if I scolded them anymore then he may not come back, and she was concerned about the money.
I would not allow such a child to use such language and show such disrespect for elders.
So at every chance I could, I drilled into him, with his constant swearing just feeding my ability to scold him. I reduced him to tears by the end of it, as I did not allow him to go play with friends when he definitely went too far by injuring another kid. By this point, I realised I went to far, but again did not care. I guess I could expect that sort of talking from a shitty white kid, who learns nothing, so you can knock him around abit, but from a good asian kid ? Did his parents not smack him around when he was little ? Did his parents not teach him to respect elders ? I still bow down towards elders.
And as such, I have not seen him since.

Many factors contribute towards my distaste towards little kids, but one thing is for sure. They are annoying, emotional, eternal suck-ups and generally are there to hate.