Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Power of a Smile

It's been a stressful few days.  The end of semester, of a school year, always is.  I failed my French translation exam for the second time, something that's required to do my MA thesis.  Required, not exactly necessary, as all my research is US based.  Since I didn't pass, I'll have to do an MA exam, which requires paperwork.  Of course.  All while I'm trying to grade my students final papers.  And have life-stuff going on.  Just a  busy, stressful time.  And since I don't handle things well until I have a Plan, I was spending my time frowning. And grumbling about having a degree in academic hoop-jumping.

Driving home from my mad dash to campus, the german shepard that a woman was walking on the street, swerved into the middle of the road, to chase a squirrel.  I was far enough away where all I had to do was slow down.  But seeing how silly the dog was, how excited to chase that squirrel, well, it made me smile.
And, once I smiled, I remembered how good it felt.  How a smile can change my attitude.  How a smile often leads to laughter.  How a smile is the best defense against rules that seem ridiculous.  And how grateful I am to have the life I have.  And that my hoop-jumping doesn't look like this:
Though it does look like there's alcohol involved in this hoop-jumping... hmmm.

1 comment:

  1. Ah, merde! I'm sorry about the French exam. I'm glad the dog could cheer you up, though.

    Here's something else that might cheer you up: There's a beagle puppy!

    And here's a man being attacked by puppies: