This I Believe

This I believe that happiness is really simple. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the loveliest lady in the land?" The reply was always; "You are, your Majesty," That’s what the Queen always ask the mirror and always hope a reply like that even though that mirror is lying or she’s not beautiful anymore. Happiness might be the belief.

That’s the story of the queen, let see another character in fairy tales, the little Match Girl, her clothes is so bad to cover her out of the coldness of the weather, she is so small, her skin is turning to bad color and her hair is not long enough too but when a match is burned then a part of the sky is lighted, that little girl is warming her by her dream and her heart and by a death which is not cold. Happiness might be the hope.

Say goodbye with fairy tales we come back to a real life. My neighbor, father that has to go to work in a place that is very far from home, he always has late guests in his work, sometimes he meet his guest in a party and sometimes he’s drunk, at that time he doesn’t know who he is and what he’s doing. He can miss some appointment with his guess, forget some promise with his employee but he never forgets to kiss on his daughter’s forehead and wish for her a good sleep. And in some nights, the girl just wake up, smile and a tear appear on her face. Happiness might be a thing that we always and sometimes it’s just a smile. A girl who is smart, cool she just hurts her five best friends. She is really sad about that. She had spent one year for finding them and build the belief in those friends but it’s useless, and nothing happen at all. But her heart is warmed when she knows that those friends when they’re without her, they know how love and protect each other. And she consoles herself that her disappear has its own price. Happiness of us might come from the happiness of someone else. She doesn’t like red but she sees her picture in that color вЂ" a color that represent for love, care, warm and heart. That’s the symbol of her mind - a girl that always brings a big basket which is too heavy for her to get all of the loves she can in this life and give it to everyone around her. With her happiness might be love.

In my life, I always ask everyone that: “Where’s the