 Comedy: May 24, 2006 Issue [#1058] |
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Life throws us curve balls, running us through a gambit of emotions. The best emotion of all is happines, and nothing envokes happiness more than laughter. There is a science to making others laugh, and it is through that science that comedy has evolved.
This topic of this week's Comedy Newsletter is comedy through tragedy. |
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I haven't had a very funny week, so when I realized I had to write my comedy newsletter, I was at a loss for what to write. After ho-ing and hum-ing, I still don't know. My Great Aunt passed away on Thursday after battling various illness since December. It really affected my Grandmother, whose birthday was on the same day that her sister-in-law passed away.
Reflecting back, though, it's amazing how something as significant as a death in the family can really bring people together to try to make happiness out of the sorrow. At the visitation, my Uncle Bob spent a lot of time telling old stories about Christmas parties and visits to his house when I was a kid.
One particular story revolved around the last Christmas party that my Grandmother's family held, when I was about 10 years old. Uncle Bob always used to play Santa Clause, except I think he stopped dressing as him when I was 5 or 6. We all knew he was Santa anyway, and usually called him Santa Bob, so he figured he'd stop wearing the itchy red suit and hand out presents in the comfort of his regular clothes.
He had handed out everyone's present except mine. When he lifted my wrapped package up, he read the label, "This one says Melissa. Who's Melissa?"
I raised my hand, wondering how come he didn't recognize me.
"Melissa!" He called to the back of the room. "Who's Melissa?"
By this time, I was jumping up and down. "Me! Me! Me! Uncle Bob, it's me!"
"Is there a Melissa here?" He looked around, ignoring my squeels and squirms. "Geuss not! That means this present's for me!"
That put me into a fit. I was ready to explode. "Uncle Bob! Uncle Bob! I'm Melissa! I'm Melissa!"
Finally, a big grin crossed his face. "Oh! There you are! I was wondering where you went." He handed me the present, and I unwrapped it greedily, as any 10-year-old would, after thanking him.
There were several more stories told about other members of the family by Uncle Bob on Sunday. And each one was a treasured memory, as well as one that made us smile and chuckle. The man had just lost his wife, and he was trying to make people laugh to try to help everyone else's pain.
They say that laughter is the cure for most anything, and I agree. Everyone who spoke to Uncle Bob walked away with a smile or giggling. I think that it not only helped those who spoke to him heal their pain, but it also helped him cope with the loss of a woman he had married almost 50 years before.
Remember, when you're having the worst day of your life, to find something to laugh about. Even if you're laughing about yourself and how horribly you're coping with your bad day, or that your socks don't match. (It happens to me all of the time - those mismatched socks!) No matter what, there's always something humerous in a situation. Find a reason to laugh everyday.  |
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