Personal Essay On Being Happy

Standing barely 2 years old, smiling, dressed in a colorful outfit. A pin in her hair and a smile that could light up her entire city. When she was in charge, everything was fair. She giggled and joked making each and every person she met smile. She was outgoing, strong and fearless not wasting a second on what others thought. She is me, 13 years ago those were my values and they are the same today though I may show them a little differently. Today I like to show a small act of kindness everywhere I go, making someone smile. I try to make people laugh, make people feel comfortable with me. I want to be the one to make something happen. Step up and try something new.

She stood barely 2 years old, smiling, dressed in a colorful outfit. A pin

I think that even as a young child I connected with people that made me feel welcome, I’ve found most people feel the same way but I think that a smile is globally known as a welcoming expression. I loved being the one to make someone smile. Being funny is important to me because it makes someone smile and laughs. Each person has an individual laugh, I feel like every time I make someone laugh I put a piece of their laugh into a jar and whenever I am sad I can pick one and smile, remembering every time I was happy. When I was little, like every other child I cried sometimes but one thing that never failed to make me smile was a cheesy joke. I think that started my great need to be funny. Recently I was at a dinner party and happened to not know anyone there, I cracked a few cheesy jokes and made some friends. I think this very condensed example shows that when you make someone feel welcomed by making a joke it helps show that you are a person who wants to spend time with someone. I am not someone who would be described at hilarious at all times, maybe I would be called goofy or clumsy but I think being clumsy and goofy has changed my life for the