A friendly bell is ringing hello. The chime is so loud I can hear it in my head long after it's gone. The bell wants to tell fellow bells that it is nice. The sound blows, jumps, and fans it's way outward. I want to tell the bell to please quite down, and that we know it is nice. I remember just in time, however, that the bell is very sensitive to critisizm, and say nothing. The bell's bright eyes make it look so excited that I cannot bring it down. I bring out my sweetest smile and wave back to the cute bell. For we must always be kind whenever we can, despite the curious or annoying behavious of others. Sometimes others are just being sugar sweet and mean no harm. Toast their sweetness and raise bowls. Ringing bells are harmless, after all.
(if this makes absolutely no sense, I apologize. please read The Unauthorized Autobiography of Lemony Snicket and get back to me. much love, Ash)