A smile might save the day

It’s been a while since I wrote my last article in english on this blog, so I kinda miss writing in english. Today, I’d like to say a few words about smile. I hope my grammar won’t be too bad 😀

So, dear friends, what about the smile? What about it? Do we smile anymore? Do we know how to do it? Do we need it anymore? Oooh, yes, we do! I’m telling you, we definitely need to smile more, to share more light and hope… Why wouldn’t we smile?! Why would we be sad or grumpy or antisocial?! I don’t see any reasons…

Maybe we had a bad day, or maybe we haven’t slept enough, or whatever…but how much does a smile cost you? Nothing!!!

If you see a sad person – friend or not – on the street, at school, at work, anywhere else, don’t hesitate to smile and give that person a little hope, to show that person that there is still light at the end of the tunnel.

Smiles are good. Smiles are innocent. Or they should be. Smiles are harmless. Smiles are for free.

A smile might save the day!… Don’t forget to smile!

People come and go…

People come and go… and still, they think they have time

People come and go… and still, they hate

People come and go… and still, they run

People come and go… and still, they lie

People come and go… and still, they tear souls apart

People come and go… and still, they smile less

People come and go… and still, they become more ignorant

People come and go… and still, they act like they are Gods

People come and go…and still, they mock on the nature

People come and go… and still, they care more and more about objects

People come and go… and still, they keep on forgetting how to enjoy life….

Daily Prompt: Childhood Revisited | And I was just 3 years old

“That’s right, we’re introducing weekend prompts — let no day go uninspired!

What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you.”

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Well, my earliest memory is from 94′, when I was just 3 years old. I’ve even seen a tape with the “young me” recently, so the memory is very fresh.

So, I was staying with my aunt Daniela in the living room and she was putting me lots of questions about me, about mom or about dad and, at one moment, I even started reciting poetry with her. I was playing with my toy motorcycle and I was very lisping, so I was funny as hell 🙂 Now, when I look back at how I was then, I laugh and think that I was a very sweet kid 😛

Oh, and not to forget, my uncle was a very fanatic fan of Steaua Bucharest (he even tought me to be a Steaua fan) and Romania. At one moment, he came in the living room and put me to behave like the sports commentator from tv. I was having Romania’s games in my memory and I started to yell that Ilie Dumitrescu scored from Hagi’s pass :)) You can see a little bit of those moments here, where I have a video recording with the “commentator”.

Yep, as I said, I was funny as hell :))

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Thank you Daily Prompt, for the very good idea that you gave me.

Nu există moarte / There is no death

Se spune că la început au fost create sufletele, după care, fiecărui om i s-a distribuit câte un exemplar. Eu nu cred că există moarte. Cred, mai degrabă, că ne săturăm de sufletul primit și îl lăsăm liber.

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It is said that, at the beginning of the world, the souls were created and then, each person got one. I don’t believe that death exists. I rather think that we get bored with our souls and we let them free.