Hey you, yes you. go grab a glass of water,
sit in front of the mirror and smile.
even if you have nothing to smile about, just try it,
you'll find something beautiful in you.

if you think you're ugly or having a bad hair day,

focus on your eyes, i think your eyes are beautiful.

don't think so? think again, there is no such thing as ugly eyes.

still smiling?
STOP!
now smile again.

notice you're more beautiful when you smile.
cool right?
You should try it more :)

are you scared of anything right now?
Are you stressed?
Take a sip of water.

now before you wipe the water away,
see the drops of water on your lips.
notice how they shine,
even in the tiniest bit of light.

they're just like you.
you shine no matter what.
you'll put up a smile even though you're hurting
you'll shine even though you're bursting into tears.

How do I know?
Because you're still here, practising self-care.

and you know self-care isn't selfish.
you know how to feel and you know how to breathe.

You're shining,
and I'm very proud of you.

(please spread this message forward)

Chicago by carl sandburg hog butcher for the world, tool maker, stacker of wheat, player with railroads and the nation's freight handler; stormy, husky, brawling, city of the big shoulders: they tell me you are wicked and i believe them, for i have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys. and they tell me you are crooked and i yes, it is true i have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again. and they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: on the faces of women and children i have seen the marks of wanton hunger. and having answered so i turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and i give them back the sneer and say to them: come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning. flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities; fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness, bareheaded, shoveling, wrecking, planning, building, breaking, rebuilding, under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth, under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs, laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle, bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse. and under his ribs the heart of the people, laughing! laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be hog butcher, tool maker, stacker of wheat, player with railroads and freight handler to the nation. which type of figurative language does the poet use most often in "chicago"? a. rhyme b. simile c. metaphor d. personification

What is the moral cf this fable? a. you should play now and worry about provisions later. you should work hard now so someone will you later. you should work hard and save now so you will have something to show for later. you should play hard and work hard now, so you will enjoy life and still have provisions. select the best answer from the choices provided

To the person who said "why are boys always in their lying nature (school project)" lol but nah you jus mess with the wrong dudes