Happy, Happy, Happy Happy, happy, happy is credited Phil Robertson of Duck Dynasty. However, I believe that my Papaw Larry was saying it before Duck Dynasty. Papaw Larry always said, "I 'm happy, happy, happy!" to show his thankfulness for God. There is not one time I didn 't Hear my Papaw saying "I 'm happy, happy, happy!" that I didn 't feel happy. When I hear the phrase it makes me feel joy, love and sadness. The phrase gives me joy as a Christian. No matter what problems Papaw had, including bad knees, Mamaw Bonnie dying, arthritis, etc., he always had joy in his heart. Papaw like to say "Old Arthur is making my knees hurt." I would always ask, "but Papaw, how is Arthur hurting your knees?" Then he would laugh and say "not Arthur, …show more content…
Papaw Larry loved the Lord, but his life was not perfect. He had arthritis that caused him pain and forced a knee replacement, he lost his wife to disease, and his only grandchild battled a brain tumor, but no matter what he still loved everything God gave him, good and bad. When I wouldn 't eat, Papaw loved me enough to go anywhere and get something for me to eat. We once went to eat for my dad 's birthday, December 19, 2013. I got to choose and picked Fred 's. Papaw Larry went with us that night, we had so much fun. When we dropped him off at home, he turned around and said, "I love you 15 dump truck loads." I said, "I love you a little bit." This was our usual way of saying good-bye but it was also my last time to see him. I didn 't know I would never see my Papaw again, if I had I would 've told him how much he meant to me. So now when I hear "I 'm happy, happy, happy," I think of Papaw and the love he had for me. I also think of God and how Papaw loved Him and how I love …show more content…
He went to feed the deer on his four-wheeler before coming to our house for dinner, but he never made it. I was asleep but when I woke up the phone kept ringing and my dad was gone. My mom kept running upstairs to do laundry every time the phone rang. I kept hearing mom say, "Yes, it 's true" and "He is". When dad came home, I was sitting at the table waiting to eat. Mom had told me "papaw 's sick and won 't be coming tonight." When dad came home he asked, " do you know what 's going on?" "No," I answered. "Papaw Larry had an accident. . ." I interrupted, "He 's dead, isn 't he!" I wasn 't hungry after that. My other grandparents were there to eat dinner and afterwards we opened up our presents. Mom handed me a big box and said "this is from Papaw Larry. He just wrapped it this morning." As I stared at the present, wrapped in newspaper, I tried not to cry. I opened the box to find a giant stuffed alligator. I couldn 't help crying as I said, "PLG (Papaw Larry Gator) I 'm happy, happy,
The book “Happy, Happy, Happy” was written by Phil Robertson. Phil stars on the show Duck Dynasty, he has also written other books such as Duck Commander Family and Si-Cology. Phil Robertson started the very successful business Duck Commander. Phil had been building duck calls before he started his business. He got the nickname “Duck Commander” from his friend when he was duck hunting, and had pulled out his duck calls he built and started using them.
I’m happy too because he chooses what is best for him and what is best for his family despite all the problems that they faced at Manzanar. The camp started to close down. The happiness fades away just like bubbles because his other children are leaving the camp but Papa doesn’t want to leave since he doesn’t have anything to go to. He decided that his two young children and Mama including himself will wait until they arrange a day for them to moved out. Before their scheduled day, he leaves the camp to buy a sedan and told his family they’ll be leaving early by car.
I was so excited. We went over to the deer. We went and got. uncle ‘Brien and a knife. I could my mom.
I remember the pain of walking with no shoes. I remeber the saddness of seeing the worried and disappointed look on my uncles face. Now, it is thanksgiving. Even though such horrible things have happened to me this last year, there are so many good things that happened as well.
After I thought about it for a while, I realized that he said it in a loving way, the same way I have heard him tell my sisters and my mom for so many years. I began to cry harder and continued to cry tell I finally fell
Cannon Hall 3rd Hour Don ‘Butch’ Hall I never was really close with my grandfather. I’ve pretty much lived in Utah my whole life. I was born in Richland, Washington, but I have no memories of living there because my family moved here, to Utah, when I was two. The majority of my family, from both my mother’s and my father’s side, live in the northwest.
A book was in the way so I moved it out the way. He got the book found the middle of the book, and got a straw out of his pocket and slurped . I gasped and he heard me then rushed out the room and out the door. I followed him but before i reached the door my dad asked me where was I going I to say concise answer so I said out
When my great grandma died I was very sad, but her death brought out all the memories me and my family had with her. Opening Christmas presents, celebrating her 100th birthday, and visiting her at her home. Those were all such great memories. It made me sad to think she was gone, but she made me appreciate the more time I have with my family. Time is
Something that contributes to how I define myself is the babysitter I had as a child. Her name was Janina Kolanek, we called her Jean, and she was a polish immigrant. She taught me a whole load of life lessons, both directly and indirectly, that shaped me into the person I am today. Jean didn’t necessarily have the best life. She was a prisoner of war in the Holocaust as a child and she never saw her family again after that.
The purpose of this essay is to pick apart Mill’s essay and to give my own personal opinion about happiness. Stuart believed that you could achieve happiness by helping others achieve happiness and by finding things that you enjoy in life. I believe the key to happiness is helping other people achieve their happiness, do things that you enjoy doing, and looking at things in the brightest way possible. I honestly believe that everyone wakes up in the morning wanting to be happy, I have never seen a person who wakes up saying, “ I want to have an absolutely miserable day today”. It is human nature to strive for happiness and do things that you enjoy to do.
I believe that pursuing happiness as a goal has detrimental effects. As a society, we tend to believe that we need to be full of joy at all times, but that isn't realistic - life happens. By attempting to be cheery all the time, you will never be genuinely content. You will always be searching for more and won't be satisfied with what you have, creating a permanent cycle of gloom rather than bliss.
he movie titled “The Pursuit of Happyness”, there was a problematic family living in San Francisco in 1981. The main character, Chris Gardner worked as a salesman invested his entire life savings in portable bone density scanner to support his family including his wife Linda and a five years old son Christopher. However, Chris’ business was not doing well and his wife was forced to work. Day after day, Linda was suffering and she always quarrelled with Chris and blamed him for didn’t play the role as a responsible father and a good husband. Luckily, this was not the end for Chris.
My dad was picking my brother and I up from school. We noticed how sad he looked; he was on the edge of tears. When we asked what was wrong he broke down. He told us our grandfather, his father, passed away. I’ll always remember that moment.
I lay on my bed, tears rolling down my face looking at an old photo of my mom, my dad knocks on the door and enters the room, “Are you ok?” he asks looking at the tears rolling down my cheeks, “You miss her don’t you?” I nodded my head “I do too son I think about her
I don’t normally like to say I am blessed, because I am a believer that you make what you want out of the world. But, I am truly blessed to be apart of Eden Prairie High School’s choirs. It is a place that teaches not only excellence, but provides one with skills to find and enhance the beauty in life. At times, it can be hard to see the beauty in life. Whatever is obstructing that view, stress, current events, mental health, I find that those can be relieved, if only for a moment in choir.