My Little Sister “The youngest child gets everything.” I could not agree any less with this phrase when I first heard of it. Being the youngest in my family, I can openly relate. Every child would know the kind of ‘power’ their youngest sibling has over them. Therefore, I am guilty for taking advantage of this privilege against my older brother and sister when I was little. To begin with, I purposely placed both of them in trouble whenever they made me cry. Ideally, I was a spoiled and stubborn child who treasured those moments whenever I was my family’s center of attention. Moreover, I used to believe my life was perfect, well that was before my parents told me that I was going to have a younger sister. My immediate response to that appalling news is shock mixed with anger, anguish, confusion and a sense of betrayal. I’ve been the youngest in my family for as long as I can remember and to have someone new enter that sense of belongingness seemed unfitting to me. Other than that she was a girl, which meant that she would be gaining twice the attention that I never received. At the same time, I will be the one responsible to look after her in school. Apparently, I was the only who reacted this way because my parents and siblings welcomed her with open arms. On the other hand, I felt hatred towards my younger sister more than anyone I could possibly know or think of. Ever since my younger sister came to our doorstep, the circumstances were never the same for me. My parents
On top of this, my parents always specifically looked up to me for being a leader in the house. The reason for this is, my parents knew very little English, and needed assistance with almost everything they would do. Also, I am the first child; the child that has to fall and learn from the mistakes without any older siblings advice or wisdom. Because of this, I make sure that once I learn the most efficient and effective ways of doing tasks, I then pass it down to my younger siblings. I make sure that they learn from my mistakes and accomplishments, while doing my best to lead them in the right direction to attain
A quick aside with my own personally experiences as the youngest of three brothers. Often my siblings have set the curve for what is acceptable and not – weather that be academics or that be sports. In my own competitive nature, I have sought to surpass my brothers, with me being the first of the three to go to
There was also a time when my younger sister came after me with a kitchen knife, which I figure evens the score for me attempting to asphyxiate her with a pillow when I was about five or six. With absolute astonishment, my parents, after 2 brief periods of separation and even acquiring divorce papers, re-discovered their love for one another and are now one of the happiest and most secure couples I know. Even my sister and myself get along great now, often confiding in each other with our personal issues.
Being the oldest child can be challenging, but very rewarding. Especially being a first generation university student in a household of 2 or more children. I am the oldest child, meaning all of the responsibility was placed on me. I was expected to have the best grades, outstanding manners as well as keep a smile on my face every time one of my 3 little siblings break a vase at a family friend’s house. I was the child who would have to watch over the children while my parents were at work, serve them lunch while my parents were out buying groceries, take them to football and basketball practices while my parents were preparing dinner at home. I was the third parent, and that has always been on me since before I could speak. I grew up feeling
Family means the world to me in every aspect, but a person that means even more then that is my sister, Jordan. She paved my life for me without me knowing; she is always there for me and believes in me when I do not believe in myself. Jordan and I very similar in the way that if we had the chance to do everything together we would take every opportunity we could get. How our relationship developed was like every pair of young sisters, we did not get along very well when we were younger because we took the days we had together for granted. The day she left for college is when it really hit me that she was the biggest inspiration in my life. What made us as close was going through our parent’s divorce, it was a life changing experience, and I would have never gotten
I am a middle child. I am not the assertive, naturally confident first-born, nor am I an attention-seeking youngest child; I am the quiet, quintessential middle child. For the first 16 years of my life, I was always an afterthought to the craziness of my two sisters, and I loved it‒ it made me independent and self-reliant. I have always been very comfortable being the easy-going child, happily accepting anything that comes my way. Never have I felt that my parents loved me any less; they merely had to worry less about me than they did my siblings, with their stubbornness and constant desire for affirmation. I easily slid under the radar, preferring to mind my own business and handle problems on my own. There was never anything wrong with my
Whether it is my mom, dad or my sister, I know I can count on them to make me feel happy. They are my weakness and my strength. I still remember the time when my dad used to cancel his important business meetings just to help me with the mathematics unit which I did not understand at all or my mom asking me about my day at school. They have emphasized
First born children who later have younger siblings may have it the worst. These children are given excessive attention and pampering by their parents until that fateful day when the little brother or sister arrives. Suddenly they are no longer the center of attention and fall into the shadows wondering why everything changed. They are left feeling inferior, questioning their importance in the family, and trying desperately to gain back the attention they suddenly lost. The first born child can become “problem children, neurotics, criminals, drunkards, and perverts” (Cloninger, 2008). However, on the flip side, the first born usually are the peacemakers of the family even though they are a pampered and spoiled child.
In our home every child is expected to do his or her part, but being the oldest meant carrying a weightier load of responsibility
There is a new special coming to TLC called Brother Husbands. This show is really going to remind the viewers of Sister Wives. On Brother Husbands, viewers will meet one woman who has two husbands. Starcasm shared the details about this new special and if it will actually become a series or what the plan is for the show. It will air this upcoming Sunday after a new episode of Sister Wives on TLC
The oldest child plays an inimitable role in the structure of her family. She has a propensity to be confident and often craves her independence at an early age. She sets the standard for her younger siblings and realizes that her actions are observed closely by impressionable eyes. This accountability often instills in her a drive to act in a respectable and responsible manner. As the oldest child in a family of eight, I have been persistent in regarding these characteristics and have enabled them to shape my identity.
From a young age, everyone is planning for their futures; whether is it a little girl planning her wedding or parents having a college tuition account for their children. However, they never put into perspective that they might never make it to their wedding day or that their children might not make it to college. In My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult she shows how life is unpredictable and tomorrow may never come. As Sara says, “‘There are no guarantees about anything, least of all one’s future’” (Picoult 167). When this quote is said in the novel everyone thinks of Kate most likely will not make it to her wedding day, but no one ever thinks about Anna not making it either. Sara has this perspective on how she treats her children also. She
Even though youngest siblings always try to do what they can to not be compared to their siblings, being the youngest does not always have perks. We do not get as much attention like our older siblings do and we sometimes do not feel the same love the parents give to their first-born.
Being the oldest child has had a huge impact on who I am today. I have to be responsible and make sure that my sisters have someone to look up to. My actions play a role on how I show off my responsibility. I am responsible in any shape, way, or form because I love it when everything around me is neat, clean, done on time, and organized. Being responsible is not an easy aspect especially when different thoughts go through people's minds when they hear the word.
My immediate response to that appalling news is shock, mixed with anger, anguish, confusion and a small sense of betrayal. I’ve been the youngest in my family for as long as I can remember and to have someone new enter that circle of belongingness seemed unfitting to me. To makes matters worse is that she was a girl, which meant that she would be gaining twice the attention that I never received. At the same time, I will be the one responsible to look after her in school. Apparently, I was the only who reacted this way because my parents and siblings welcomed her with open arms. On the other hand, I felt hatred towards my younger sister more than anyone I could possibly know or think of.