On my way into the town yesterday a couple of high school girls crossed my path. One of them turned towards me and gave me a most beautiful smile. This quite often happens in this country. It’s a place where a young girl may safely and happily smile at an old man, for no reason at all other than joie de vivre.
I’m nobody’s heart-throb, I think.. But that smile gave me a warm feeling all the way into the town and back. I don’t smile a lot. I don’t smile enough. I find it difficult to generate a smile when ever it seems to be called for, yet it would be very helpful both to me and to others if I was more liberal with smiles. Keeping a straight face is something a part of me values, while another part of me doesn’t want that. I shall have to work on this.
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