When You’re Smiling

Does the whole world smile with you? That depends.

Have you put on some weight? You’re looking a little tubby. I’m not taking low-fat-margarine either-I mean economy-sized lard. Frankly, I’ll bet you couldn’t reach your toes calling Federal Express.

See? I’m smiling! Feel better? All right, maybe I owe you an apology. But don’t underestimate the power of smiles. These days they’re mandatory even in cyberspace. Smile can prevent a misunderstanding, offer up a magic key to decode a hidden meaning or disguise one’s true message. A smile is more powerful than worlds, it can override, even counteract, them.

Gary Cooper understood that. Back in 1929, Cooper starred in The Virginian, one of the easily Western talking pictures, and wasted no time coining one of the first cinematic catch phrases. When a cowpoke insulted the Virginian during a card game, Cooper drawled, “If you want to call me that, smile”.

Or think of the old gag sometimes practiced by people moving through a receiving line, smiling and repeating, “My grandmother is dead.” Generally, no one notices the words. They just return the smile. (Then again, perhaps Grandma was not so popular).

Smile must be important: Scientist have so far failed to discover the key rapid interstellar travel but have invented teeth-whitening strips. No wonder emailers use emoticons – little punctuation faces or those big yellow smiley faces that tell email recipients, “Just kidding!” Without the aid of facial expressions, rapid communication can be like a blowtorch at a gas station.

A sincere smile is a wonderful thing, but it’s a luxury few politicians indulge. A good salesperson knows its value-it’s even more important than the value of the product. One of my first teenage jobs was a telephone solicitor, trying to bribe strangers with sets of steak knives and cheap candleholders so they’d agree to make appointments with vacuum cleaner sales people. I will always remember the command from my evil tyrant supervisors as I worked the phones: Smile. It doesn’t matter that they can’t see you; you’ll sound friendly and happy. Then web can sweet-talk the poor schmucks into buying a vacuum cleaner that costs as much as a used car.

Consider: our closest animal cousin is the chimpanzee, sharing more than 95 percent of our DNA. And when a chimp shows its teeth, the message is, Back off. Even crocodiles look like they’re smiling. And when people do, sometimes it’s for the same reason. According to Angus Trumble’s book A Brief History of the smile, the nerves that make a natural smile are different from the ones activated by a false one.


Remember the aphorism “Smile, and the world smiles with you?” In fact, not every nation treats a smile the same way. In China and Japan, a smile indicates embarrassment or discomfort. Even emoticons, those typographical grins. Have developed differently in different cultures. Here’s the typical Japanese smiley-face emoticon: {^_^) 
Here, the mouth doesn’t smile only the eyes. It’s a reflection of Japanese facial expressions, in which the expressive eyes take precedence over the treacherous mouth. Japanese women often reflexively cover their mouths when speaking or laughing. The eyes are a truer indication of one’s feelings: It’s much harder to fake laughing eyes than it is to simply show your teeth.

Consider the most famous smile of all, the “Mona Lisa”. In a 2003 study, Harvard professor Margaret Livingstone claimed da Vinci painted the “Mona Lisa” so that if you stare straight at her mouth at close range, the famous little smile is not evident-only if you view the whole face can it be seen. You’d never sell any used cars with that kind of grin, but for five centuries this famous work has testified to the fact that true smiles are not simply a matter of flashing those pearly whites.

The move from painting to photography had its effect on public expression. Sitting for a portrait hour after hour is not conducive to smiling. Nor were early photo subjects able to smile as they sat still for long exposures. Only the advent of flash photography and high-speed film made it easy to capture a fleeting smile. Smiling for the camera surely led to more smiling in general.

When it comes to interpreting smiles, context is everything. There are differences from city to town, and from male to female. I grew up in Brandon, Man, I now live in Vancouver. Visiting family in Brandon represents a serious cultural shift. Corny, but true Brandon people smile at strangers, whereas on a busy Vancouver street, a smile from stranger is guilty until proven harmless, the natural inclination is to brace yourself for the pitch. Sadly, that’s particularly true for woman, who know from the experience that some men, perhaps having learned of female behavior primarily through beer commercials, are only too ready to get wrong idea from friendly smile. In the urban environment, fear is the real smile killer.

Nevertheless, may I make a suggestion? Smile. A sincere smile is still a beam of light in this world. I’ve also discovered while traveling that, for all the talk of cultural differences, a smile bridges communication gaps, and smiles are contagious. A friend of mine, Ani, has noticed an interesting phenomenon. “Sometimes when I’m walking down the street, I’ll start smiling about something that happened recently”, she says,” I don’t even notice I’m smiling. But suddenly everyone is smiling back at me”.

Smiles tend to create their own weather systems. You can do it for a particular reason to begin with, but then it tends to be self-perpetuating. Fake it till you make it. Behave a certain way, and your mind will come around. Let the tail wag the dog. Smile.

And remember, when someone makes a disagreeable remark, a smile can help you turn the other cheek. Which in your case would not improve the view.
See? Kidding! Hey, where are you going?

By Steve Burgess

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Calling In Life

Everyone has their own calling. When will you start listening to yours?
As i get older, I have begun watching people around me more intensely than I did when I was a child. I peer more deeply, subconsciously, into their backgrounds, their jobs, their lives, and what makes them do what they do. Then I realized that some people choose their job not because they want to, but because they need the money. Other end up in their job because it was in line with their major in the university or because they have connections with the top executives in the company. Another reason I have found is that a lot of people are too lazy to quirt and find another job they would like better.

I have only seen a tiny percentage of people who have chosen jobs that they actually love doing. Only a small segment listen to their heart about what they really want to do in life.

To tell the truth, I know how it feels to dislike a job but have to do it anyway, because I fall into the category of people who choose their job because of many matters.

I work in the field I am in now because I listened too much to what other people thought was good for me. I got stuck in my comfort zone, and couldn't get out because I couldn't be bothered to think of the prospects of looking around at new jobs. Although deep down inside, I know what my passion really is.

My passion is writing. I have this big dream of becoming a published author some day. My whole life has been about writing. But like I said, I am just too lazy to find another job. I have a “This is all that I can do” attitude, which makes me content to simply do my routine and get a paycheck at the end of the month. Writing was then long hidden by these routines, as I told myself I was too tired to type even a few words at the end of the day.

But one day I started to change. I got bored and frustated doing the job I did not enjoy. I didn’t find enlightenment in the endless piles of papers Igot assigned to handle every day. Every morning I was greeted with a calculator and tons of papers to file. I was bored doing the same things over and over again, every single day.

I began to get even moodier whenever the work got tougher. It got ot the point that all I did was blame others because I was not happy. This began creeping me out, and I suddenly wondered why I hadn’t even tried to make my self happy. The thought of having to be like this twenty-four-seven for the rest of my life scared me.

I think that was when my calling in life began shouting my name. I need to snap out of this shell i had created as a barrier for myself, and to drop my defense mode of pretending this job was enough. I began writing again. I am now writing for an on-line writing community, where my stories are rated, reviewed, and appreciated. I have also started writing for magazines, in my diaries, in my little spiral notebook. I began connecting my laptop again, and I can be found busily typing every other weekend. I still do my offices routine from nine to five, but now I always find time during lunch breaks or after office hours to sit down with a cup of hot chocolate and write like there is tomorrow. I now engage in this hobby i had long forgotten; it feels so good to be able to write again. 

But then, what about my current job? I still dislike it. And still have to do it every day. So i try to twist it my way. I try to find to find something enjoyable in it. I try changing my routines, filing in the morning so my desk is all clean and ready for work, initiate discussions that will improve my job performance, seek efficiency with technology, become more open to suggestions and look more into my job description. If I cannot make a job change for the better for me, I figure I should at least make it more enjoyable for my self.

I now realize that a calling in life does not have to be in your job. It is fine itf you are working in a job you do not like. You should try to find some enlightenment in it, find a soft spot in yourself, and discover at least one fun thing in your job that will add excitement to your daily life. No job is thoroughly bad un-enjoyable. It is even better to find a job you really like. The most important thing is to not ignore your calling in life, because it is what your heart really wants. Make time for it, do not let it be over-shadowed by the compulsory routines you have set out for yourself. There is no excuse for being unhappy, because we are allowed some options. We just have to listen to our hearts, and make the choice.

Everyone has a calling in life. But, hey it’s your call. 

by Prisilia Winna Efendi

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