“The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache.” ― Marjorie Pay Hinckley
I know how to laugh.
I know how to chuckle when reading a P.G. Wodehouse novel.
I knew how to stuff my mouth with a handkerchief when a teacher made a blooper, such as, ‘India has many breeds of buffalo- male, female and so on.’
I knew how to laugh out loud when a clown tripped over a bucket in the circus arena.
A Physics teacher back in school always injected humour into his classes, sometimes at his own expense, but mostly at ours. But he did it in such a way that you wouldn’t even feel offended by it. I still recall his definition of Diffusion, some 28 years later.
Imagine you are at a party. You’ve had your fill to eat. You realise you’ve overeaten and that something else will happen very soon. You look around and let it rip, silently. Within seconds, everyone’s noses are screwed up. THAT, boys and girls, is Diffusion.
I do my best with my daughter. I make sure she has her dose of laughter daily. It’s a necessary part of existence.
Laughter has filled my life, thanks to my parents, my friends and family, and today, my circle of bloggers.
Without it, Life would be a very awkward journey indeed.
Word count: 242
Written for the A to Z 2014 Challenge
H is for Humour and Happiness
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