Analysis Of 'On Going Home In Joan Didion's The Norton Reader'

All my life I was raised in a home with parents and my older sister. My family is very oriented. We always do family activities together and we attend church regularly. Me and my family are really close and have really close bond so when my sister graduated and went to college at

I remember that I always had hypotheses about my siblings and why they were treated differently, why we treated each other differently, and why they always messed with me. These were just ways I attempted to understand why life was the way it was, I never really understood anything I was saying. Now that I have read this chapter, I can look back on my relationship with my brothers and most of the things I can remember are either fun memories, or memories where they were being “mean” to me. I think it was just hard for me to be the only girl, because I often felt left out. It’s those positive and negative moments that shaped me into who I am today. At the same time, I have friends who are only children, but they tuned out very similar to me. Sibling relationships aren’t just about the interactions between siblings, but how we interact with all those around us, specifically peers. We learn how to invest in a relationship and enjoy each other, or else we ruin the friendship. Taking lessons learned here we are able to apply them to or sibling relationships. This might provide a possible explanation for why some relationships improve and others don’t. As we get older, we are able to use our experiences and new social skills to help build those relationships with our siblings, even more so when we are separated, such as one going to college. We realize that a relationship will suffer because we are no longer required to be around it. We now need to invest in it before it’s

Family? I have a pretty small family. I am the oldest of my siblings, my younger brother and I are two years apart. There is an eleven years gap between me and my younger sister.

They have always seen me as the baby of the group. They treat me the same because I am around the same age as them. I enjoyed hanging out with his friends and his classmates because they are a lot like me, I always felt like I fit in more with his class than my own. Once high school came I had more friends that were upperclassmen than friends in my class. They always made me feel welcome, and it wasn’t awkward. In my class I always feel awkward and that no one likes me. Which probably wasn’t true, but I always got that vibe from them because we didn’t share the same interests or do the same things. When my brother and I were little we always bonded really well, I always wanted to do things he was doing or be with him. Having a sibling only three years apart from me I would say has played a role in me being more

Growing up with my siblings was very challenging. I was the only girl with three brothers and we had plenty of fights growing up; in the meantime my mom was a single parent for a short time. We misbehaved, as far as not listening and not doing what we were told to do, therefore times had changed when my mom started dating my step-father, James. When James dated my mother, he was very understanding and helpful to her. As their relationship progressed, my youngest brother was born. James was very strict on us children, or at least we thought that he was mean, in the meantime James kept us in line, like any good father would do. There was a total of six of us in the family eventually, I was the chosen one who always had to do the cooking.

Before my baby brother was born, I was the youngest in my family. My sister and I were the only kids, we are five years apart, she was born in 1994 and I was born in 1999. We were inseparable growing up because it was just the two of us and we only had each other.

The Relations I have with my siblings are the most important in my life for many reasons. My family includes my mom five siblings and I. Being the oldest child comes with great responsibilities and lots of expectations. When I was eleven I wished I was the youngest because I knew my younger brothers had the type of life I wanted. No chores just love and laughter with some video games thrown in. I always held my feelings in and just kept them to myself, I did not want to be a burden to mom. Looking back, I am truly happy my wish to be the youngest never came true. I am happy my life turned out to be like coal that turned into a diamond only; from time and the heavy pressure of exceptions and responsibility’s.

Growing up had it’s ups and downs like when I loss my first tooth was a good time but when I broke my arm and busted my face open not so much of a good time pretty bad actually. Having to share the spot light with my older brother and younger sister wasn’t to fun being the middle child you don’t get noticed as much as you wish you did but you learn to have fun by yourself. I always was the odd sibling out being the middle child, I never got the attention that I had gotten before my sister came along so I didn’t like her when she was born and I didn’t like her for awhile actually she was annoying, stupid, loud, and a spot light taker. Now me and my brother before my sister was born we had all kinds of fun, we shot each other with bb guns, air soft guns, and we went fishing, jumping off roofs and porches it was fun with my brother I enjoyed the time with him an not so much my sister.

I have three younger (half) sisters, but they don’t live with me. I was basically an only child for 11 years. When my (half) brother was born I was no longer the baby of the house. Nana found a new baby to spoil, and I was pushed to the side. My mom, being much older than when she had me, found excitement

In conclusion, living in a big family like mine can make for a pretty chaotic lifestyle, especially when you are the the eldest daughter and third eldest child and considering the fact that you have so many little little people looking up to you. But overall, it is worth it, because you can hold so many memories and experiences with them. Siblings are a vital part of our lives and we should cherish the time we get to spend with

Part of growing up is figuring out who you are and most children do that by the world and the people around them, and that includes siblings. Clinical psychologist Dorothea McArthur, PhD, ABPP and author of Defining Moments: Breaking Through Tough Times, shared her thoughts on the importance of maintaining contact between biological siblings.

I don’t remember much from growing up, however, what I do remember is bittersweet. I remember my older sisters constantly yelling with my mom in the morning getting ready for school and how I'd try to fix whatever they were yelling about. I remember one of my cousins, who was sixteen at the time, living with my family for a couple years because my aunt went to prison, and my dad asked him to stay with us. We were pretty close despite the age gap, so I never thought of him as a cousin but more of a big brother. Both my sister and him are all seven or more years older than I am, so we were never got much bonding time together. I also have another older brother who's only a couple of years older than me. We were very close as kids, I generally always followed him around and did whatever he did. He introduced me to most of my interests both as kids and now. When we lived in Nebraska, we didn't have much money; we weren’t in extreme poverty, but our parents had to work almost every day so we could afford our home and food. While it may have

In my case for example, I have 5 really good friends I grew up with. Three of them are siblings and the other two are very good friends. When we were younger we all used to play together and get along just fine. However as time passed by I always kept in touch with my two friends and the group of siblings. Just recently I found out their father passed away, to my surprise all three siblings are now at war with each other because they all want to keep the house and the money he left. Situations like these are what sometimes make me reevaluate my life and value how lucky I am to be an only child. Brothers and sisters can be a blessing but also a headache, please keep in mind this is my opinion on the subject and I don’t mean to offend

I come from a four-person family. My mom and dad have always been in my life therefore they are the people who raised me. After seeing my parents have a successful marriage, it has influenced me to want the same thing in life and having my first marriage be my last. I have an older sister who is 23. While growing up, me and my sister had a very close relationship. As we grew up, we started to drift apart. I learned a lot from being the youngest child. While being 3 years younger than my sister Taylor, watching her grow up and deal with situations taught me many personal life lessons. Watching her grow up taught me the good and bad things in life and helped me follow the right path. While going through school, I already knew what to expect when it came to the class description and the teacher just by having my sister go through it just a couple years before me. Even though being the younger sister, my whole life is all I know, I couldn’t imagine

I thought myself to respect all people even if i didn't like them but still had aspect them and saw everyone as equal to each other and not have one dominant the other. What i am saying  I know how it feels to have more limitation based on who you are. I know where they’re coming from. But overall having siblings had made more laughter, more learning opportunities and learning from their mistakes, and most all forever lasting friendship. I am very thankful to have family and friends to encourage me in my goals on what I want do and who I want to become.