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First Sight
Whether a person, a pet, an object or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second
“There may be no other relationship that affects us more profoundly, and that is harder, sweeter, sadder, more filled with joy or fraught with woe than our relationship with our brothers and sisters.”
I was 10 when my life changed for the better. My sister was born. I thought to myself, ‘wow, now I have to get my act together because this little person will be looking up to me’. I suddenly had a responsibility. I suddenly became a role-model. Most of all, I suddenly have someone to love unconditionally, take care of, and mold to become better than me.
My sister’s birth coincided with the time when I finally started to mature emotionally and mentally. Although I was only 10 years old at that time, I began to seek independence in my own little ways. I also began to take on a little bit of a responsibility at home. This is probably why I felt like I have to be an even more responsible human being when my sister was born, despite having both of our parents’ love, support and guidance.
Through the years, my sister and I grew closer and closer to each other. We compete against each other- especially in academics (she’s shattering my family records at the moment, to my annoyance), we argue, laugh and cry. We stand up for each other and try our hardest to become a better person each day by following each other’s example. I am also proud to say that despite our differences and the trials that life has thrown at us, we have never fought each other. I do not recall having fallen out with her.
It is such a great feeling to know that someone is always going to be there for me, as much as I will be there for her. I have taught her a few things over the years (which include crossing the road), but she has taught me how to be responsible. She gave me my first opportunity to prove to myself and others that I can be better, and that I can teach explicitly and implicitly through my actions. This gave me the confidence to pursue my dreams and to stand up each day in front of students in the classroom.
I am grateful to my little sister for everything that she has done for me.
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Other First Sights:
The girl who thinks an awful lot
Thoughts, imaginations and words
Understanding and Embracing Diversity 