Proud Blonde!

This boring world of normality and repetitiveness can drown a person in its grips. So, I make my escape by reading books that most other people would see as a waste of time. Suspense, wickedness, and sin are the few things that can revive me, even in times of unending responsibilities and lectures. Ray Bradbury knows how to write a book that I cannot put down for my life, and Something Wicked This Way Comes is no exception, it is sinful, entertaining, and completely unique.

Something Wicked This Way Comes is so unique it is nearly incomparable. Jim and Will are common boys but in a completely different world from me. I can compare the boys to characters like David or the Spiderman in The Chrysalids, but Jim and Will’s situation with the carnival is so out-of-this-world there is no way to compare it to another book accurately. Will and David are the unselfish and loving planners who only want the best for their friends and family, but the Spiderman and Jim are selfish dare-devils who seek every adventure that happens upon them. This is as far as a comparison can go with any book to Something Wicked because of its weird and odd plot with a role-model relationship. Will and Jim have spent so much time together, they know what each other is thinking and predict what the other will do, like when Jim went to theatre on Hickory Street on their way home from the library. Will knew Jim would want to go into the Theatre and Jim knew Will wouldn’t, so they went their separate ways only to meet up again on their way home. No other book I have read has portrayed this understanding between 2 people, let alone boys of 13. So when the carnival came to the boys’ town, of course they would go together and view the situation completely differently yet know and understand the view of the other. The very base of Something Wicked is built upon this conservative vs. adventurous, knowledge vs. power, and boy vs. man. Jim and Will started out the same as every other book, but ended up worlds away from every other written document today.

After reading this novel, I felt like I was another one of the boys, a kind of tag-along with insight from years of experience, and that is how every book should make me feel. I know what it is like to have a close friend with the adventurous side and out-going personality of Jim, so I can share Will’s feelings of despair, helplessness, and challenge. I love the fact that I do have friends and family that challenge me to walk in the dark or go up to heights I am scared of because I don’t want to live a life of constant comfort and ease. This is where I can compare myself to Will because, even though he might not want to spy on the carnival or go into the mirror maze, he does it for Jim and in the end it was an experience he learned from, like how far his friendship would go or the ultimate fear, not of death, but of rejection, like Mr. Dark. I go into friendships trusting that girls like Chantal, Amie, or Jordan know how to identify my weaknesses and help me over-come the fear of heights and dark, as I would do for each of them. Jim and Will have a tremendous understanding of this between them, and I happen to know only 2 people in this world that can do this for each other, my older sister and her best friend, Jolan. Corissa and Jo met when they were only 3, and have been best friends through elementary to high school. Even now that Corissa has graduated, their friendship still stands strong. They may fight from time to time, but I know they will always get over it. They are my role models to a true friendship of trust and understanding. Jim and Will or Corissa and Jolan, both pairs are for life and their understanding of each other will only deepen as life goes on and I will always look up to them.

Dealing without this understanding and respect for another person in life is the hardest thing to do. I know that I have found friends and family members that I can tell anything to without fearing judgment or ridicule. Jim and Will demonstrate how friendship is supposed to work, opposites really do attract. For example, Chantal likes dance and is a true drama queen, girly-girl in a down to earth family. I grew up with a brother that is all boy, and has influenced me to play sports like basketball and softball and I have a sister that was definitely the oldest and biggest handful growing up. Chantal and I couldn’t be more different on paper, but inside we are so alike it is scary. This acceptation of one another’s differences has made us the best of friends, and I know that sounds very storybook, but it is real. Accepting others like Chantal and I have doesn’t take much effort but those that feel rejected have a whole in their hearts the size of Texas. Mr. Dark of Cooger and Dark’s Carnival is a prime example of this rejection, he was so scared of dying and having nothing that he used the carousel to keep him young and lively. Worldwide examples are not hard to find, as scary as that is, and they are everywhere. The war in Afghanistan symbolizes the instability of our society, the terrorists that have been left behind and rejected by this fast pace world are Mr. Darks without the hope held within the carousel. But why does it only take two boys and an old man to take over this power of Mr. Dark’s? The truth is that it really is that easy, I can make or break a person’s day or life, and so can everyone else in this world. A smile, simple hello, or how are you? Can change a person’s entire fate. If we are willing to do this, maybe the war will end and I can believe I will live a long and happy life as well as my children and grandchildren.

My English 10 has been an adventure nearly as big as Jim and Will’s adventure with the carnival. Books like Something Wicked have made a difference in my life, and taught me what friendship is and how I can make a difference in this world. I am glad I decided to go through with this course, my writing became a safe haven for my every sob story and joyous time. Something Wicked This Way Comes has brought out my deepest emotions of love, fear, and trust. My maturity has excelled within my writing and I am not scared anymore to write about my life experiences, and Ray Bradbury showed me the kind of friend I want to be, loving, trusting, and, most importantly, understanding.

Write with voice, emphasis voice, use my voice, that seems to be all I heard from the beginning to the end of this English course. But I am glad to say I have deffinately come a long way from where I started, with my first Caesar posts to the final post of my Final Portfolio. Experiences that I never never told anyone came out in my writting this year, and with it came my strongest voice. It sounds like I was just doing what I was told, and in a way I was, but my blog became a place to let go of my pain and just be myself in a world of copy cats. These posts, from Caesar to short stories, tell not about what I read, but how I read and interpreted it.  My best voice came in this year, and I am proud to show them.

In my final post, The Last of an Incredible Journey, I did my best voice emphasis and I wasn’t scared to be myself. I have confidence in all my posts, but this one seemed to showcase me and my writing the best. It is linked to all the work I did this year and it is my favorite because I can read it 10 or 20 years from now and remember all the little hints and jokes that we shared this year in english. It would take more than a post to reflect and respond to everything I wrote this year, but this post can summarize it all pretty well. Every book I read I felt part of it, from the anxiety of David, Rosalind, and Petra, to the love of Charles and Jim Halloway, and that is how I want others to feel wen they read The Last of an Incredible Journey. Reading is about being someone I’m not, and not being called a drama queen or follower for it.

As proud as I am of my posts from this year, I know next year I will still look back and laugh at them. Writing is hit and miss, and when one style goes out, it is very out. Although this may happen, the content of my posts will always reflect me because I learned to use my voice, make my writing my own, and share with the entire world what I have been through and who I am going to be. My blog is my life in writing and it is the voice I have used in my posts, like The Last of an Incredible Journey, that show the world who I am from the inside.

I walked out of my first english 10 class thinking, I don’t understand anything this guy is saying or what I am supposed to do. Well it was definately a learning curve for me, but I made it. Today is my last day of classes for grade 10 and more importantly, English 10. I have came a long way, learning about the 4 postulates, Julius Caesar, novels, and short stories. My biggest improvements this year came in the way I wrote with my own personal voice in my posts. I have learned how to incorperate my own experiences, feelings, and values. The posts that I have included in my final portfolio are my personal favorites, I have taken into account everything I can possibly remember about cooking, ‘mac-paragraphs,’ and personal voice. This is my grade 10 experience in a nut shell, and it has been a wild ride from start to finish.

Starting out with Julius Caesar would have been a risk for any other teacher, but Mr. Sader made us to it and, to say the least, we had to catch on fast. Going throught literature that was written from hundreds of years ago nearly fryed my brain, and there was never enough room on one page for all the sticky notes I wrote. I had to gain a better understanding of Roman history before I could understand anything Mr. Sader told us,  our homework was whatever we didn’t understand (which was nearly everything for me), and he made sure we did homework every night. As we sped through the last few scenes in the book, it made me realize how much more than just reading needed to be done before a book like Julius Caesar could be understood. This was not just a play or book, but a piece of history that was the first of its kind.

Moving on to other novels, like Something Wicked This Way Comes and The Chrysalids, and short stories, like Cancer, The Michelle I Know, and A Rose for Emily, it really became clear to me how much reading Julius Caesar helped me understand these other books. I could feel the emotions of fear, love, hate, and regret that was happening in these books because I knew how to spot important scenes, like Charles Halloway in the library or Michelle talking to the other cancer patient she met. It is scenes like these that make a book worth reading and spending time on, I could put myself in Will Halloways shoes and imagine what would go through my head. Scary books have always been interesting to me, but my novels were so much more as I became David, Petra, Will, or Charles. Reading is more enjoyable now and I get so much more out of it than recreation, but I get to go completely out of my own world whenever I want, just for fun. That is how a book should feel.

English is not an easy subject, and this year it was a bumpy road for everyone. Re-doing posts, nightly homework, and more group work than ever before caused crazy amounts of stress. I learned more in one shortened semester than in all my previous years of english, and it came at a cost. Time was a luxury to have, there was always something to do, but it taught me responsibility and organization on top of everything else we learned. It is a relief to have it come to an end, but it really makes me look back on everything that I did, and be proud of what I accomplished. It has been a successful year, but I can’t wait for summer!

Pregnant and married all before graduation, seems like the whole world is against her, but Cheyenne Hart-Montgomery looks to prove them wrong. Her principal wants her to move to another school and not participate in the graduation ceremonies, Van’s parents don’t approve of their marrige, Kyra is her same old sarcastic self, and now she is in labour on grad day, the day she was to prove everyone that she could do it. Most would give up and let themselves be told what to do, but I was very impressed and touched when Cheyenne went on through everything, taking responsibility for her actions. She proved to me that she finally understood and embraced her situation, she became an adult in this episode.

Reba is a very entertaining yet informative and lesson-filled comedy. Cheyenne and Van have felt the full consequences of and taken responsibility for their teen years with their shot-gun wedding and birth of their daughter, Elizabeth. Reba and Brock seem to always know how to read each other’s minds and show one another the love and concern they still share, although they are separated. Every episode, especially this one in particular, taught me something about my own life, like what love really is. Van and Cheyenne, Barbara Jean, Reba, and Brock, they all love each other in their own ways, as annoying as Barbara Jean’s may be, and can teach viewers, like myself, how to deal with this and over-come the separate paths of thought. Kyra always seem to know how to stir up some fun and confusion, like when she moved in with Brock and Barbara Jean or brought home her first odd boyfriends. Jake is just the baby of the family, always there for a good laugh and I can’t think of another kid as lucky as he is on this show. Reba is the heart and soul of this show, and it is through her that all these lessons, from acceptance to divorce, are taught and learned. Reba is more than just a show, it is a half-hour guide to life.

I feel very close to Kyra, the middle child, who lives in the shadow of her older sister with a younger brother who gets attention just because he is a boy. Kyra is going through some of the best and worst years of her life. Teenagers like Kyra and I feel so much pressure from friends and family to find who we are, yet even more pressured to be someone we aren’t. I have felt every emotion, the rejection, the over-looked feeling, and even the despair that Kyra has become acustom to on Reba. When I feel like I am the only one in my position, I can talk to my friends, take a time out to relax and think, or just watch this show for a good laugh and relate my position to Kyra’s. I love this connection to even the celebrity/television life, because it really helps me know that I am not the only one who feels this way and there is no one, not even celebrities, that don’t have to deal with similar situations. I would recommend this show to everyone I know, not just because of the humor and wit, but also for this connection to real life situations for all ages.

All walks of life can relate to this show because it isn’t just about another perfect family but about one that has over-come so many obsticles, like the seperation of parents and the teen years drama. Parents and role models can try to say things to make me feel better or make the right decisions but it is unltimately the people I spend the most time with that most influence my decisions. I take my parent’s words to heart but it is difficult to remember those things when I am with my friends and they are put to the test. I value everything I have been taught, and I am very lucky to have the friends I do because they value the same personal influences as I do. Decisions I make about drugs, alcohol, and sex are much different than some of my classmates, and I know my values won’t change because I would never do the things they tell me about, their crazy weekends and random sex surges. My values are my life and I won’t change for anyone.

When is putting others first too much? How about after being 27 bridesmaids and not being any closer to your own wedding? I know I could not do this, although I deeply value my friendship and I feel like I would do almost anything for my friends, I am sure I couldn’t deal with it if they became my life. In the movie 27 Dresses, actress Katherine Heigl bridemaids for 27 of her friends and almost her sister before her own wedding. Then, she took a chance in trusting the man she regretting meeting at first and got to know him. She finally found someone who didn’t put her in charge and ask for all the credit.

Friends can be a very crucial building block in life, and need to be treated as so. I know I can trust my friends and they would know what is best for me, but sometines I can feel like I am doing too much for them, and not enough for myself. That is when I just take a step back and look at what is going on and consider why I feel the way I do.  It is then when I just sit down with them and enjoy life, relaxing and letting anything happen, not trying to plan every detail. Friends should be valued as important and influential, but they cannot over-take life. Jane (Katherine Heigl) lets herself be walked over by her friends because she wants them to be happy, which is a good reason, but she needs to stick up for herself more. This showed in the reaction to the newspaper article wrote by Kevin Doyle about Jane. Friends are valued but Kevin showed Jane that there are people that want to spoil her, and make her the center of attention. Everyone has this person out there somewhere, and they may be just another friend or an eventual spouse.

Values show the true inside of a person, show their true colors. When someone sees and accepts who I really am on the inside, not just how I look or act, I feel like they are a  true friend, someone I want to get to know better as well. I value opinions from the ones I can love and trust, that they will look out for the best for me and I hope I can do the same for others. These true friends are one of my base value building blocks in life. 

Media is another dimnesion in every person’s life today, including mine. Some of my most relaxing times are just listening to music that tells a story or gives advice. I get stressed very easy and when the load is just too much, music is one of the very few things that can calm me down. Songs like One Step at a Time by Jordin Sparks or Lessons Learned by Carrie Underwood can calm me down and show me that my life really isn’t that hard. I can relate to these songs because both of these young women have grown up in times similar to mine. Society is moving at such high pace today, these songs can take me out of my world and return me back in a better mood.

Music lyrics can bring people together, back an opinion, or mark a moment in time. The most important times in life embrace music, from wedding or graduation dances to the ‘Happy Birthday’ song. Songs like Lessons Learned and One Step at a Time can help through times of difficulty, like stressing over finals or fighting with a friend or family member. I love songs that make me think about my life as well as other’s lives I am in contact with everyday. Not everyday do I need to be reminded of how I live my life, but songs can help bring me back to earth when I want to come back the least. When I listen to music it puts my life into perspective, teaches me so many things, like patience, courage, and to just have fun. I recommend both these songs as a way out of the world for a bit whenever it is needed.

Music has the power to motivate, inspire, and relax me. I can’t be the only one who feels this power, and if it wasn’t for music I know I wouldnt be the same person I am today. Songs can spread like wildfire across the entire world map, and that is why music is such an influence on today’s society. If a singer believes in a song, it not only sounds better, but is also most likely to reach someone else who has felt the same experience. No matter what many critics say about some songs, music is a way out of this world for everyone and to put limits on it would be crazy.

Friends and family make up so much of our lives in today’s society, I know I would be a completely different person if it wasnt for my family and peers. Values I hold are and have been influenced by my family and friends, showing me their views on the values and making me feel more or less interested in that specific value, like honesty or just simply teenage years decisions. Friendship by Chantal Sommer backs many of my opinions about values and consequences, many of our similarities pass simply values, and this understanding and respect for each other shows true friendship.

Reflecting of emotions of pain and fear caused personally on me by cancer, it really hurt me when I read Chantal’s post about a young woman who faked having a disease as serious as cancer. I agree with her that it is probably a mental and emotional problem, possibly developing as a child. People who chose to hurt themselves through drugs, alcohol, or faking having a disease to satisfy attention cravings have much more than a physical problem. It is a problem that starts in their head and only gets worse as it is let out into physical happenings. I have had the priviledge of knowing many people that have taught me about this and they have showed me how I can avoid this and I am grateful everyday for them. It is clear in Chantal’s post she also has these people, whether it be her family or just friends like me, that have taught her direct or indirectly about honesty, respect, and love. Loved ones in each of Chantal and I’s lives have made us friends by how they raised us and taught us to live our lives with the values we hold close to us, I know I wouldn’t be the same without her.

Friendship, values, family, and love make up people like Chantal and I, we know our limits as well as the pressures of family and friends. Teenagers like ourselves are the best at over-coming critisism and dealing with disappointment because we have to be. Our parents and elders ask for perfection, our peers challenge us to be ‘popular,’ and media changes us into people we aren’t. It is my values that can keeps me from going insane, keeps everyone like me and Chantal from going insane in today’s break-neck speed demanding world.

What is a good person?

Kindness, love, and thankfulness are considered the very concepts that make up a good person. But what about the other concepts that make up just as much of a person, like me? In my opinion, the above concepts are just barely the top cover of every good person. Good people are made up of so much more than simple words and characteristics. Facing fears, keeping secrets, taking risks, and staying positive through it all are much more suiting to the good person I want to become.

Fear is a word that is over-casualized and over-simplified in our society, it seems everything I do is someone else’s fear. This is not my idea of fear, fear is not just an everyday occurrence, it is a situation that no one on earth wants to be in, or envy those in it. Fear is a disease without a cure, death, or more commonly, the fear of rejection. Everyone fears these things, it is the people that can take these fears and see the positive sides of them and spin them into advantages for themselves that make them special. A good person is someone who can adjust to situations, embrace them, over-come them, and learn from and teach others about them. Teachers, motivational speakers, neighbors, or just my sister’s best friend can teach from experiences of sadness and joy, love and regret. A good person is a person that doesn’t stick out in every crowd, but shines in the crowds that are looking for them.

Where would each of us be without taking risks? I would not be where I am, with the people I am with or even been the places I have if I hadn’t taken risks in my lifetime, no matter how short it may seem compared to other’s lives. Good people take risks to reap the rewards. They can see past the fear of the risk, and keep their eyes on the prize. They know when to seek outside help, but are the best at hiding fear and pain. I know these qualities because I have witnessed them first hand. I know a young girl that went through cancer, and I cannot think of anyone with a stronger will and more promising future than herself.

I cried myself to sleep the night I found out, and I only cried harder as time went on. She promised me it would be ok, but when we visited her in the hospital in Edmonton she had no hair. I was scared, horrified that she would never be the same. She wasn’t. She had to have her right leg amputated just above her knee. She was supposed to be a soccer star, wanted to play hockey, and I thought no way, not with a prosthetic leg. But she proved me wrong, she proved everyone wrong. She showed me and everyone else around her that a good person is a person willing to sacrifice to teach another, like me, a lesson. She is the kind of person that I want to be, she is the good person in this world that makes a difference in so many lives, from mine to the people she reaches out to on television when they interview her about the cancer and how she now plays hockey, soccer, does track, and still keeps up her school work.

A good person learns a lesson with every decision they make, from what they eat to how they respond to a disease like cancer. When I imagine a good person, I see past the outside shell of just emotions of love and caring, but deeper into life-long consequences and irreversible decisions that have been dealt with and are not secretive, but a thing of the past. This is a good person, a person who changes the world but is also just another girl’s sister’s best friend.

Reading a book can be so much more than just recreational activity for anyone. Not only do we get to share in other people’s fantasy and wonder, we can relate to their emotion and confusion. Consequences in life can teach so much if they are taken with an open mind and heart. The consequences of every valued decision in life, or simply in short stories like The Michelle I Know or A Rose For Emily, teach lessons that can be reflected on and learned from for entire lives.

Miss Emily and Michelle both dealt with problematic situations dealing with acceptance and love, one embracing and the other rejecting. While they dealt with their story-tale experiences of loss of loved ones and disease, they taught the reader about this acceptance and rejection. Miss Emily did not want to have to deal with any more loss after that of her father, so she decided to kill her lover, the only other person that could cause her the pain of death again. Michelle embraced her situation by looking at positives and outside help that could help her cope, like the other old man with cancer. She longed for love and embracement that could only come from those that had loved her her whole life. I know on a personal level about the consequences of death and illness, knowing a cancer survivor and having dealt with the loss of grandparents. It is not easy to accept these traumatic alterations in life, but it is these times that love is needed and embraced so much more. Michelle had a full supply of love, people cared for her for who she was and were not concerned with her situation. Miss Emily did not receive this love, she was shunned by the entire community because she pretended to be strong and independent, not needing attention or help. Everyone needs love and acceptance, it is the key to living life to its fullest and truly understanding happiness and must be taught through consequences.

Miss Emily and Michelle both know what it is like to go through rough patches in life, like death or illness, that cause uncertainty and questioning of values and life outlooks. Values cause rifts and conflict between the most similar people. Responsible families had raised both of these ladies, yet they were worlds apart in the way they looked at the world. Miss Emily and Michelle were going through hardships and dealing with them completely different because of the way they were raised and the values they were taught. Miss Emily was taught about the hardships and consequences of the modern world, while Michelle learned to only concern herself with positive attitudes and situations. Michelle is the kind of girl that will make it far in today’s society, she does not have to deal with loneliness or confusion because she is not scared to try new things, meet new people, or ask questions. Her values allow her to do all these things that most others, most notably Miss Emily, would be far too intimidated to attempt. Known more as the ‘dare-devil’ in common society, I would consider her a leader, someone willing to do something, like staying positive throughout cancer, so that others may learn to change their own lives to incorporate her attitude. The consequences of Michelle’s attitude and outlook could very possibly do her harm, but the greatest harm to anyone, is the harm of not trying at all. Consequences of values all depend on the outlook of that person, everyone goes through times that are difficult and unfavorable but it is not the situation, it is how the situation is over-come.

Disease and death play huge rolls in lives of everyone in the world today. No one goes through this life not touched by serious illness or the pain of death. Not everyone has to deal personally with it, but knows someone that has. I personally know a young woman that has come through the stages of cancer, had her leg amputated, and still plays more sports and goes more places than I ever have. Over-coming hardships and looking from opposite directions upon the situation allows for a better understanding as well as most options to learn to cope. Michelle allowed herself to be shown these angles of cancer and it helped her realize it was merely a test of her will, she was not there to be upset and confused, but taught a lesson for everyone. Miss Emily could never understand this view of life, she never wanted to accept herself as she was, always looking for a better way to cover up her secrets and stresses. This is not the way to deal with her outcomes, she needs to be more open and accepting of everyone and everything around her, like the fact she lost her father and that pain like that is not just unique to her. I know the pain of the dying of a loved one, and I coped by surrounding myself with others that felt the same way, others that could relate to how I felt. Michelle was surrounded by people who cared for her, because she wasn’t scared to love them first. Miss Emily was too intimidated to reach out for others, so when she couldn’t deal with situations herself, there was no one there to help her. The consequences of the separate ways these ladies dealt with their situation, showed how much values can impact lives.

These books have showed me personally how serious dealing with consequences and values can be, and I believe every reader will feel the same way if they open themselves to these books. No matter the way each of us was raised or has lived, we can all relate to the love and care of the more tender side of the world. Everyone just wants to be accepted and loved, and when we all are, this world will reach perfection.

The one common link between everyone in this world is acceptance, not only of others but also of one’s self. Everyone in this world wants to belong and be loved by at least one person. The problem with this want, is the human nature of judgement and ridicule. Not everyone will be accepted immediately, or ever. The consequences of this many-faced problem is clear within the short stories A Rose for Emily and I’ve Got Gloria.

Decisions based on popularity, wealth, and ancestry have caused rifts and conflicts from the very beginning of time. The decision to accept those that are different was formidable in the past, where A Rose for Emily took place. Miss Emily was a young black woman in the time of racism with a father of great standards for Miss Emily and the rest of the family. Scott, of I’ve Got Gloria, grew up in a more modern day world, but the pressure of accptance was still just as clear. He wanted to be accepted for how he was, and not have to give any more effort than required to fit in and be somebody. Both of these characters, worlds apart, felt the impacts of decisions made on acceptance and approval. Miss Emily and Scott both wanted to be accepted, yet were rejected for their own reasons. Miss Emily had her father and family history that held her back from being accepted as a regular citizen and Scott had his teacher, Mrs. Whittman, who pushed him to be better, not accepting his excuses and reluctance towards his schooling and life outlook. No matter what time in history, from the ages of cavemen up till today, decisions are made about people and consequences are felt upon these decisions.

Dealing with the consequences of declined or false acceptance is one of the hardest things to deal with in life. Scott and Miss Emily both dealt with their personal acceptance on seprate levels, in completely opposite ways. Scott was very blunt in his reactions, intending to cause harm and hurt his teacher. He used the weakness of Mrs. Whitman, her dog Gloria, as grounds to make his emotions towards her felt. Miss Emily was private and conservative in her reaction, doing nothing other than staying in her house. She rarely showed her face in public after the death of her father and disappearance of her one love, Homer Barron. Neither ways of coping with pain and hurt are good for anyone involved. Scott hurt others because it would make him feel better about himself, with consequences that only hurt him further. Miss Emily didn’t let anyone know how or what she was feeling, other than her butler, who would not talk to anyone anyway. Neither of these situations is proper or healthy for anyone involved. Someone that listens and is always there to talk to would have been a great help for Scott and Miss Emily.

 These books and this comparison has made me realize that it doesnt matter how different someone is, they all want acceptance. One simple gesture, such as a smile or helping hand, can make such a big difference in someone’s life. Random acts of kindness can make people feel good about themselves, and the person giving this kindness feels good too. I want to be that person, the one that makes others feel good and make me feel good as I do it.