Growing up my parents always encouraged my siblings and me to stay true to ourselves, whether that is morally, mentally, and/or physically. For myself staying true is more than a statement of independence and self-worth; it is happiness. Many individuals find happiness in the pages of a book, the sweat of labor, or the numbers written on the front of a test paper. Granted these things bring me happiness, but not the kind of happiness that lasts. They bring the kind of happiness that is fleeting. At some point books, work, and exams come to an end, making happiness just another memory. For the longest time I longed for the type of happiness that would not leave me, and one day I found it. …show more content…
I was in the bathroom doing bathroom things when I saw the poster on the door of the stall I was occupying; it read, “If you want happiness of for an hour buy an ice cream cone. If you want happiness for a day go to an amusement park. If you want happiness for a lifetime help others”. With this newfound information, I set out on a mission; I wanted to help. I was an eight year old on a community/service kick. With my mother as my sidekick, I set out to change the world. I offered my services at every opportunity I saw, by the end the week I’m pretty sure my parents were ready to kill me. I decided that a hiatus was my best