When I was a little girl, I didn't smile much...I often walked around with a long face...I was not an unhappy child, I simply contemplated a lot...In fact a lot of the time when my face was so long and so straight, I would be experimenting with my facial muscles...Everyone always said it takes more muscles to frown than to smile so I would test that out and test out keeping a straight face...But it always alarmed other people when my little girlish face was so serious...I remembering being asked several times a day, every day, if I was alright...or what was wrong...why was I so unhappy...I would promptly tell them I was just fine...It always confused me that they asked how I was so often...ha...well now I don't smile much, but of course, no one asks why...it is more expected from teens...so yes...that is my spiel...don't know why I posted this...I was just bored...