There is a video, lost among the clutter and memories of one of my mom’s siblings’ houses, of me in a baby bungee swing twirling like a top. Of course, no one can find it, so it might also be a myth attached to my existence, but either way... According to Mommy, Auntie June, and Uncle Kenji, that swing was my favorite device in the whole world - or at least the world of objects available to or designed for babies. They describe me in that swing as something that often reminds me of Taz from Looney Toons. From what I know, I was a living toddler tornado. They say I “loved the thing”, and I picture myself a happy, teething creature, satisfied by the simple act of bouncing and spinning in the little designated corner of the apartment where the…show more content… I am not the type to dwell on events the average person considers failures. It is not that I have never been disappointed or made any mistakes throughout my whole seventeen years of being alive, but instead, that I fail to see how they can act as negative obstacles in my life. I never remember my setbacks, and so, am incapable of describing the ones that surely have occurred. But what does that matter? I have selective amnesia. Any downfall, legitimate dilemma, or actual “bad ending” has been wiped from my memory in attempts to focus all my energy and effort on the possible positive outcomes waiting in the future or occurring in the…show more content… It could be said that my joy is contagious, and even more so, memorable. I am most associated with adjectives like ‘generous’, ‘positive’, ‘sweet’, and ‘huggable’ (Yes, I am a hugger. That does not, however, mean that I am incapable of respecting personal bubbles and boundaries). I know how to keep from conflicting with other people. In fact, I would consider myself a fairly good listener. As the receiver and keeper of many personal secrets, worries, fears, and dreams, one could say that I am exceptionally trustworthy. I naturally refrain from judging those nearest and dearest to me, and try my best not to harshly criticize faces I do not know. Seeing beyond a person’s faults is incredibly important to me, particularly because I believe a person’s value comes from within rather than without. I have been sought out many times for my advice when others do not understand, my shoulder to lean on and sprinkle with tears when others are gone, my ears to hear the deepest thoughts when no one else will listen, and my arms when nobody else has time for a comforting embrace. Perhaps, the thing that makes me happiest is making others happy. To practice selflessness is one of my greatest though not often most realized (in terms of me announcing it) goals in
