How happy I was when I was born. God,how happy I was.

And i
screamed , as soon as i got out of my mother's belly, i screamed: I am
happy, I am happy, I am happy. My mommy always told me to put on a
happy face. And after that I felt the air…the cold air penetrating my
lungs and I screamed: I am happy, air, I am happy because you entered
in my lungs. I was happy being alive, so I went In front of a mirror and I
talked to a girl, who looked a little like me, but I didn’t know her very
well. She thaught me the verb to be, because I couldn’t say it until then.
I heard her voice and her words: Please, repeat after me: I am, you are,
he is, she is, you are, we are, they are. And I was saying the exactly
same thing: You are, he is, she is, you are, we are, they are. But the girl
from the mirror said that I was wrong. I didn’t know what was wrong
and then she explained me. I always forget I am. No. We all forget I am.
But why? We are jars, we are not all created of the same glass, we do
not break at the same time, we do not get lost in the same infinite
universes. Is this life? No, life is more than this word life, life,life. And
you are more than a body with 2 legs, 2 hands and 2 eyes. Don’t forget
you are youer than everyone else in this room. How were you before
you were like this? Or how were you before I asked you the last
question. See, you have changed in 3 seconds., because you are alive
and you are alive and you are alive because there is a God. This God
who is actually the greatest filmmaker, he hired us in his play, but it
took him a while to create the props and the script.