knowing in life that kindness will be rewarded with smiles, and laughter is enough to want to give. helping to save a child from hunger and sleepless nights, is enough to want to give. offering a kind word to those who have never known such launguage, is enough to want to give.knowing that a little goes a long way is enough to want to give. giving is something that we all should do, but often don't. i used to smile at people walking down the street, and had several people say that my smile made their day. being able to smile when someone is feeling down, or just when they needed a simple boost in their day, makes my heart smile. but smiling is something i don't do anymore. i tried, i really did but i soon realized that many people no longer liked my smile, you see i was born with really bad teeth.my first set of teeth as a child came in rotten, my mother spent lot's of time and money that she really didn't have, fixing my teeth. i suffered through many tooth aches, many swollen jaws, and the heart wrenching act of keeping my mother up all night because of my bad teeth. after many dentist visits and costly repairs, i thought my teeth were fixed, but to my dismay, that was not the case. i was eating one day and started to feel grit and sand in my mouth, to my shock and horror it was my teeth. this has happend to me for the last past couple of years, i am slowly but surely loosing my teeth. they are all rotten in the front, and almost all of them have holes in them, not to mention the puss pockets i get on the roof of my mouth because of the decay. i can't smile at people anymore without feeling ashamed. ashamed of opening my mouth and letting people see this horror before them. i try to keep my head up, and often smile, but not before quickly dropping my head or covering my mouth. i was once at a church party and i smiled at a couple of people, and the look on their face told me that my smile was very shocking. i had a church member ask me, why don't i fix my teeth because i have such a beautiful smile, i replied that money keeps me from the very thing i used to love to do most. i will never stop smiling, i will never stop hoping, and i will never stop dreaming, that one day someone somewhere will hear my cry and just maybe help me in my dream of fixing my smile. i am not rich, nor can i offer anything really great in return. but i could give you a smile that would let you know that everything will be ok, a smile that would make you feel you to are important, a smile, yes just a smile, but a smile is worth a million bucks! to anyone that may be able to help me, many thanks and blessing to you all and may god keep smiling on you!

knowing in life that kindness will be rewarded with smiles, and laughter is enough to want to give. helping to save a child from hunger and sleepless nights, is enough to want to give. offering a kind word to those who have never known such launguage, is enough to want to give.knowing that a little goes a long way is enough to want to give. giving is something that we all should do, but often don't. i used to smile at people walking down the street, and had several people say that my smile made their day. being able to smile when someone is feeling down, or just when they needed a simple boost in their day, makes my heart smile. but smiling is something i don't do anymore. i tried, i really did but i soon realized that many people no longer liked my smile, you see i was born with really bad teeth.my first set of teeth as a child came in rotten, my mother spent lot's of time and money that she really didn't have, fixing my teeth. i suffered through many tooth aches, many swollen jaws, and the heart wrenching act of keeping my mother up all night because of my bad teeth. after many dentist visits and costly repairs, i thought my teeth were fixed, but to my dismay, that was not the case. i was eating one day and started to feel grit and sand in my mouth, to my shock and horror it was my teeth. this has happend to me for the last past couple of years, i am slowly but surely loosing my teeth. they are all rotten in the front, and almost all of them have holes in them, not to mention the puss pockets i get on the roof of my mouth because of the decay. i can't smile at people anymore without feeling ashamed. ashamed of opening my mouth and letting people see this horror before them. i try to keep my head up, and often smile, but not before quickly dropping my head or covering my mouth. i was once at a church party and i smiled at a couple of people, and the look on their face told me that my smile was very shocking. i had a church member ask me, why don't i fix my teeth because i have such a beautiful smile, i replied that money keeps me from the very thing i used to love to do most. i will never stop smiling, i will never stop hoping, and i will never stop dreaming, that one day someone somewhere will hear my cry and just maybe help me in my dream of fixing my smile. i am not rich, nor can i offer anything really great in return. but i could give you a smile that would let you know that everything will be ok, a smile that would make you feel you to are important, a smile, yes just a smile, but a smile is worth a million bucks! to anyone that may be able to help me, many thanks and blessing to you all and may god keep smiling on you!