This week's specials

my wish for you is for you to have a Happy Monday.

I am disgusted with the person into which I was slowly being morphed but I am thankful that I had not gotten to the stage where it was irreversible. My ancestors were tough and despite the rigors of forced labor their spirits were not broken but in spite of the hard labor, mistreatment and dehumanizing conditions they had hope, endured and resisted by singing songs and whistling joyous melodies and this spirit is in my genes. My father was a farmer and he knew the uncertainties and disappointments that are associated with farming. Sometimes it was fighting against nature, flood, drought, fire, accident and a host of uncontrollable circumstances. These had to be endured and taken in the spirit that life must go on. This is the spirit that I inherited from my father,that in the harshest circumstances sing a song and whistle a melody of joy and I learned to endure the conditions and circumstances that are associated with farming.

I was taught as a child that it was polite and courteous to greet the persons that are present when I enter a room and this has remained with me into adulthood. Recently I entered a room and greeted all present in the room individually and one person commented, “I have no desire to be as happy as you are.” I certainly did not consider myself as being happy just then and I actually thought, “If you knew my circumstances just now I am sure you would not want to exchange places with me.” The person's comment reminded of some of the missing ingredients of life that were missing around me, that is joy, happiness, mirth and laughter although I was living among the people that was ranked to be among the happiest on this earth. the truth is that I had been ignoring the fact of these missing ingredients for some time.

One day while i was at the public library using the computer and was visiting one of my social media pages I saw a photograph that captured my attention. It was the photo of four African boys that were obviously undernourished and had on no shirts (their backs are turned), one boy said “Did you know that kid in North America are forced to sit in class rooms all day, And if they move around, get excited or make too much noise, they are given drugs to keep them quiet. Their main source of exercise is playing video games and most of their food is fake and full of dangerous chemicals.’ Another boy responded, “This is terrible! We should take up a donation for them.” It so happened that at the time there were school children all around me on other computers in the library. They were engaged in video games that were supposedly entertaining. There was not one voice of joy, happiness or any laughter. These were the vicious voices of bitterness, meanness and anger as simulated wars were fought with guns and enemies were killed. Their language was of such that their mouth could do with cleansing from the most powerful disinfectants although their mouth were just reflecting what was further inside but these children were being entertained.

Entertainment is a multi-trillion dollar industry. Happiness, joy, mirth and laughter are products that results from being entertained and therefore these now come with a price tag. The things that result in any of these products are removed, outlawed, banned and made illegal. those person who desire joy, laughter, happiness and mirth must now pay to be entertained or do so at approved and safe places that are designed for entertainment.

Ever since I was a child I was fed a diet of children that are malnourished and starving in Africa. Now as an adult the trend continues with religious television channels showing malnourished, bang belly, and fly infested, poorly dressed children from Africa to garner funds. It is interesting that African children are said to be the children with the brightest smile but it does not do well to tell and show  this to the world.

On another day I was on social media and there on my page before were photographs of children with the most beautiful smiles. These were children of African descent who were photographed as they enjoyed playing with friends, walking and talking with friends, enjoying games, enjoying the simple things of life and also the smiles of children after an accomplished task. These photographs were taken without the children being aware of the presence of the photographer and were placed in a gallery with the parents’ consent.

The people around me, yes, they laugh but without mirth, the children play but there are no smiles or laughter and the adults are always on edge and may give vent to their rage and frustration at any time. I realize I was being morphed into becoming like these adults, always stressed and under pressure without any sense of ever experiencing joy or happiness and the absence of the prospect of laughing as a result of mirth. I decide to return to smiling, singing and whistling.

The reality is that joy, happiness, mirth and laughter are product that the entertainment industry can provide but their's are not the real thing. The real products lie suppressed and dormant inside of us. I challenge you to release these this week and see the difference that will be in your life.

These products are on special this week and there will be no cost to you because you already have them  on your inside.so go ahead and smile. enjoy whatever comes your way, be happy and when you laugh give a full belly laugh as you laugh with mirth and dont stop smiling.