The Happy Lady
“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” I called to my mum as I walked in the door, just having arrived home from school. “I’d love to be able to be as happy as that.”
“As happy as what?” Mum was skeptical, I could understand why.
“So happy that when she dropped a coin on the ground she didn’t even sigh! … or pick it up.”
“Is that right? It’s only one time though, that doesn’t mean she’s always happy.”
“Yeah, but then I followed her!”
“I’m not sure that’s a very nice thing to do…”
“Someone said she was ugly and she didn’t stop smiling for a second!”
“Oh, that’s strange, did you ask if she was okay?”
“Of course, but she just ignored me. So I kept following her, trying to help. And she walked into a store, picked up some milk and went to pay for it, the cashier said she didn’t have enough money, but she kept on smiling and took the milk without paying more, the cashier was speechless!”
“I would be too if someone didn’t pay enough for their milk! What did you do?”
“I went back and picked up the coin she left on the ground, and gave it to the cashier, and by the time I got back to where I last saw the lady, she’d already walked away”
“Well that was a noble thing to do, but I think if you see this lady again you should maybe stay away, if she can smile as she steals milk, I don’t think she’d be very safe.”
There was a quiet knock at the door.
“Who’s that?” I asked.
“That would be Sunny, my new friend, she blind and deaf, so be nice to her.”
“She looks a lot like the happy lady.”