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– Dr. Kim
If You’re Happy and You Know It
Those that don’t got it, can’t show it. Those that got it, can’t hide it.
-Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God
My husband and I want our daughter, Naomi, to love reading. As often as I can, I take Naomi to storytime at the local library. We usually arrive on time to find a good seat on the activity carpet. It’s the perfect mid-day activity for stay-at-home parents/caregivers. Naomi enjoys the finger play, books, songs and nursery rhymes. She often sways in a circle, clapping and singing her enthusiasm. I give her freedom, but keep her close.
“She claps loud,” a parent whines. Naomi continues.
The beginning of the melody of If You’re Happy & You Know It plays and her enthusiasm grows. Now she is swaying, clapping and giggling in a circle, before the lyrics begin.
“She’s not doing it right!” whines a child seemingly two years older.
The parent assures the worried child that Naomi is indeed not clapping on time and with practice her claps will align with the song. “She’ll learn to clap with the song, honey.”
I am annoyed at the adult and child who feel sorry for Naomi clapping early.
Then it hits me.
Naomi is happy and she knows it.
If you’re happy, not only will your face show it, but your being, your essence, your spirit, how you engage others will reflect self-assuredness and inner bliss.
Naomi was not trying to showboat. Naomi laughs and dances each day with or without music or an audience. Clapping and singing are as natural to her as breathing.
When she cries, she often claps. Sometimes I have to ask her, “Are you happy or sad?”
She even watches The Jefferson’s reruns with her feet crossed — laughing at George and Weezy.
She’s just a happy baby—a happy Black baby— among a sea of white children.
Naomi was unaware of the stares and snarky comments. But as a parent, I wondered if this was an environment I should remove her from. But then again, this is a teachable moment:
Don’t change who you are to make others comfortable.
Unhappy people often want you to dim your light and happiness.
If you’re happy and you know it, you can clap and dance whenever you want.
I pulled Naomi close to me and kissed her.
“Don’t let anyone steal your joy,” I whispered.
She smiled and took off, twirling in the center of the crowd like no one was watching.
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