In these days that run … The world we live in is dyed a grayish color, people are losing their strength and the desire to smile. How many times have you gone down the street with a smile from ear to ear? How many times have you looked someone in the face and answered you with a smile, with a wink or just looke
d back?
Mother Earth One day I stood in the middle of a busy street in my city and I began to observe everyone who passed by me:
Some of them joined very quickly, with long strides, with their heads down, as if looking for something on the ground, with a very serious face. (that’s how my brother walks … Walk and that walks like me! …)
Others walked very fast, with very short steps and the same as the previous one with the head down and the face very serious (but that is not my professor of Psychology?)
Some of them were with their heads held high, their eyes on the front, without noticing who was around them. (you will think it is very important to look at everyone over the shoulder …)
Then my body felt a very unpleasant sensation, as if it did not exist, even many of those people who passed by me, pushed me, as if it hindered them in their way …
And suddenly … my eyes went to a child, who was sitting right in front of me, staring at me fixedly with a huge smile on his face – I, as I am very polite, I replied with a wink and a smile – the boy with much embarrassment rose and went to take refuge in the arms of his mother, and there he continued to look at me with the same smile. At that moment a pleasant sensation ran all over my body, I felt happy, I had forgotten what it was to be happy and that child, with that smile, made me remember.
Now I go down the street with a smile on my face, looking people in the face, embarrassing me if they respond with a wink or a smile.
Some people may look at me like a weirdo and wonder who the girl would be or why I would smile … and the next time I cross them again they will smile back or they will find me looking at all the people , smiling, to see if they find that girl who smiled for the first time, until a moment comes when they will do it by instinct, … may sound to Utopia, but if we do …
We would all be happier and the World would recover its wonderful Color.
