Sunday, March 25, 2018
Assignment 22- Doug Vaughan
All my life I've found joy in making people happy. I know it sound cheesy but it makes me feel so good when i see some one smile because of me. I don't remember how long I've been like that but my oldest memory of me doing something to make another happy was when I was about nine. It was a nice summer afternoon there was a trail of ants going down my down my driveway. Me and my friend were smashing the ants as they returned home to their colony, for are amusement. Unfortunately an incident occurred resulting in my friend smashing my hand. At first I was furious with him and wouldn't talk to him at all. After some advice and self reflection I decided to go talk to him. He was devastated about what he did to cheer him up I cracked some jokes and made him cookies. I dont know why but this made me feel good as I did something nice when I really didn't have to do. Before this experience I remembered I didnt really value others as much as I should have, but after that I changed and always tried (most of the time) to make people happy. This still applies to this day as I prepare to take on the responsibility and opportunities of adulthood
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