Today was my day. Was it yours?
Today was one of the greatest days of my life. Today, I woke up after a week
end of partying and sleeping in. I was running late from the minute I woke
up. I had a shower, but because my mom had to work I didn't have enough hot
water to last me five minutes. I got dressed and went downstairs. I didn't
have time to take my pills, or eat breakfast. There was hardly any food in
my fridge, so the lunch I packed was pretty crummy.
I couldn't find my house keys when I went to leave, so I took the spare
ones, that hurt the fingers because you have to hold them a certain way. I
got out the door and realized I'd forgotten my binder full of homework that
I had finished over the weekend. I couldn't unlock the door, and then I
couldn't remember where my binder was. I almost missed the bus, and I fell
three times because of the icy roads.
My pants were wet and cold and I had to write a spelling test in them. I
wrecked my favorite shirt in art. I didn't understand the math homework, and
the microwave was broken, so my lunch was even crummier. I have to write a
speech for my French class. And my mind can't decide if it's left-brained or
right-brained.
The bus ride home was freezing. Dad's away from home again. That means
take-out for supper. I'm vegetarian. My sister can't eat peanut butter, or
pork or ham or wheat. That narrows it down to very little if anything. I
have to babysit when my mom goes out. I'm going to up until the early hours
of the morning trying to do my math right. My teacher spent an hour
explaining it to me, and I still don't get it. And then it starts all over
again tomorrow morning.
Today was one of the greatest days of my life. What went wrong? Nothing that
really matters. Does it matter to you what I do with my life? Do you know
who I really am? Do you care what I get on that spelling test? Would you
care if I won the lottery? So I am thankful for today. Because it was good
day.
There are more than five and a half billion people in the world who don't know that all of this happened. There are 150,000 people in Whyville who may read this, but will not know who I really am. You may read this, but I won't know who you are.
How many times a day do you say I? Me? Myself? How many times do you think
about yourself instead of others? What would happen if you did just one
thing for somebody else in a day? What if six billion people did this everyday?
Think about it. Today was a great day. Do you want to know why that is?
Because not only did I get to see it, I made somebody smile. So today was my
day. Was it yours?
This is Giggler01, going to do that math homework, and think of an excuse on
why I'm not going to do it. I think I'll pay my little sister to chew it up...
