Betty White Bio / Non-Fiction / Humorous
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EnglishVoice Age
Senior (55+)Accents
North American (General) North American (US Upper Midwest - Fargo, Minnesota)Transcript
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old age isn't for Sissies, I can't believe I'm getting old. Why do people ever say happy birthday and the list goes on. We've heard them all. However, if one is lucky enough to be blessed with good health, Growing older shouldn't be something to complain about. It's not a surprise. We knew it was coming, make the most of it. So you may not be as fast on your feet and the image in your mirror may be a little disappointing, but if you're still functioning and not in pain, gratitude should be the name of the game actually. And don't laugh. There may even be some upsides to aging. People treat you more gently. They may even think your years of experience make you wiser than you are and somebody always find you a place to sit down whether you want it or not. Somewhere along the line there's a breaking point where you go from not discussing how old you are to bragging about it. I have never lied about my age, but these days I seem to work it into the conversation at the drop of the hat. Please stop me. Before I get to the point of hi, I'm Betty white, I'm 89 years old. There's nothing to brag about. I didn't accomplish that age. It sneaked up on me. There's even a funny side to aging. If one has a warped sense of humor. If one has no sense of humor, one is in trouble in joe business. The Mirror obviously plays a big part in one's life, but early on, long before I started working. My beloved mother taught me another role the mirror plays. I can still hear her bets. You can lie to anyone in the world and even get away with it perhaps. But when you are alone and look into your own eyes in the mirror, you can't sidestep the truth. Always be sure you can meet those eyes directly. Otherwise it's big trouble my girl. It may sound like a cliche, I realize, but oh, it's so true. On rare occasions I've tried to prove my mom wrong. I stare back at my reflection and try to rationalize my way out of something. But it never works. Those eyes in the looking glass take on a life of their own. It still works mom even after all these years.