The Child Of My Grandchildren

When most people hear my full name , “Joann Botani," they automatically assume I'm Italian, but truth is I am actually Middle Eastern. From what I know my dad does have a little Italian in his blood but the name “Botani” actually comes from a city in Turkey. I come from an upper-middle class house hold and I have two younger siblings, a brother and a sister. Being the oldest has its challenges because there is so much expected from me whether it is school, work or social life. I tend to think my younger siblings have it easier because I am the one who pushes the boundaries with my parents and because of that my siblings usually get to do what ever the want because it is not as extreme as what I do. It has always been easy for my younger sister because she is the “princess” of the house but I am my dad’s favorite while my brother is a momma’s boy. My family is very competitive when it comes to school and grades, my little brother and I were always duking it out

At home I am an annoying younger sister, being the only girl in my family I get spoiled so that is why i can be a brat sometimes. I Believe i got most of my self concept from my dad because he was a spoiled child and still gets spoiled by his mom. I can never be mad at my parents or my brothers they know to much about me from what’s my favorite food to what’s songs i play is the mood i am in, and to me that means a lot because when i feel sad they know what to do to make me happy and people that know my favorite song must be really close to me because i don’t have a favorite song, they usually catch me listening to it over and over, which to me seems odd because i don’t even notice until they say something about

My 40-Year-Old Child is a documentary series on TLC that introduces a mysterious medical condition that seems to slow the rate of aging. This documentary follows three families and their doctor during their journey to hopefully find answers to this very rare disorder. The condition effects the growth and overall development of the children, consequently leaving each child stagnant instead of progressing through each normal development stage. Dr. Richard Walker, a scientist searches for answers while studying and comparing similarities and differences within each child’s case. Even though the children appear to otherwise be healthy, the lack of normal development both emotional and cognitively is apparent.

My father is the goofiest of us all with his different accents and his animal noises. My mother loves being in charge. She loves making references to Mad Max by calling herself "Master Blaster" and always yelling at us "Who runs Bartertown?" Now my oldest sister turns 25 in February but she is the biggest baby of us all. Next is my other sister, she looks and acts the

Many years ago, in a distant kingdom, I lived with my seven siblings. We all had nicknames which represented our personalities. There was Doc, Happy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Bashful, Dopey, me (Jolly), and Smiley. Smiley was the youngest and the only girl. We lived in a castle, working for an evil Queen. We obeyed every order and followed any command, fore if we did not, there would be severe consequences. Every single day at the crack of dawn, we would wake up, get five minutes to freshen up, ten minutes to eat a small breakfast, and go our separate ways to fulfill our duties. Doc, Sneezy, and Dopey would prepare all the meals for the whole kingdom, and Smiley was the queen’s personal assistant and pet. Mine and Dopey’s job was a little more complicated.

There are many words that could describe my household, crazy and hectic come to mind, but loving rises above all. I am the eldest of six children, residing in a small house in Okotoks, Alberta. Each of the residents have contributed to building up the small home. My Irish twin, Max, is the comedic of the family, he’s very witty and knows exactly what to say to make someone mad. Max and I have always been close, see as were thirteen months apart, him and I share a love for the arts. Tobias is the next brother, this lovable goof always has a smile on his face and believes in the best in people (a skill I have yet to know). He’s six feet, two inches of pure sunshine. The next brother is Xavier, I describe him as the savvy francophone of the family.

I am Jabril Lovelady. I am currently in my third year as a student at the historic Morehouse College in Atlanta, Georgia. I enjoy English and will graduate with a degree in the subject. I live with my grandparents and mother in one of the oldest houses I can remember. I have four siblings I call my closest family. My sister, Sia (25), is the oldest. If I had a bestfriend she would probably be the number one contender. Next is my brother Malik (22) who recently joined the United States Armed Forces last year. I came next into the family on September 19, 1996 and that’s when the party really started. My two younger brothers, Tyler (8) and Jamari (4) can be seen as a handful at times but nobody can get them straight like me. While attending Morehouse, I work at the campus sandwich shop. I like my job but sometimes it gets old when they are calling your name

Both of them love to interrupt me whether it's be homework or a speech they alway butt in. They scream like a banshee or when I am doing an speech the say “hey I know that guy”. One recently seem like one of my brothers Noah went all the why from

Hello, I`m Shayla. I just wanted to tell you a few things about my siblings. I also want to tell you what you`ve taught me on how to be a better sister to the ones I love. I have two siblings, one which is in high school, the other in 3rd grade. Being the middle child is tough. You're known for being the "peacemaker." The one that puts everything back in order, but then you're known to be "rebellious." All I know is that my siblings drive me crazy one minute and then the next they make me want to cry tears of joy. I watch how you communicate with Auggie, and how you respect him. You`re secretive but you`ve got his back, and he knows it. Your overprotective which to me is a very valuable trait to have because that

When it comes to my case, until the day I moved into college, I would have to ask to take a shower, to eat, to hang out with friends, or to simply go for a walk. I had to tell them every time I would leave to go work and tell them when I would be back; not the rough estimate, but the exact time. Since my siblings went to bed before eight thirty, I wasn’t allowed to be out past then, unless I was at work.

I wish that I could be around their ages and go to school with them and be able to do all the fun stuff that they do together, but they always say that I’m too young. It’s so unfair! My biggest dream is to finally be old enough to go to college in either New York City, or Florida. They’re both such great places! Sometimes I think that even if I was an older sibling I wouldn’t ever want to leave them out the way that my sisters usually do to me. And I love each one of them so much, but sometimes they really get on my nerves when they spend time together and exclude me. They say that they’re sorry, but it’s sometimes very obvious that they don’t mean it. I know that this sounds like they are horrible and don’t care

“They’re lonely, you know,” her grandma informs Juno slyly one early Sunday morning as she slips into her gram’s room for the fourth time that week. The lighting of the room is dim, a warm golden cast from lamplight and glow-in-the-dark stick-on stars.

I love my three sisters with my huge heart, but sometimes being the man of the house can be too much to handle, especially when my sisters think they are always right. I am an older brother to Macey and a younger brother to Kalee and Kelsey. Having three sisters and no brothers is harder than most think, but it can also have the greatest advantages. Annoying, emotional, and loving are just three of many qualities I believe best describe my sisters on a day to day basis and this can make for a fun, love-hate relationship with them.

I have 3 siblings; two brothers and one sister. My sister “Isha-27”, Little brother “Ishmael-10”, and my older brother “I.B-18”, we all grew up and spent the most of our lives with each other. I think I’ve always known that I was a little different from my brothers and my sister, but it's okay because we are all different in many ways. Now my story on how it's like living with 3 siblings with personalities are all different and how we all like certain things but we all manage to live together in harmony , my older brother is more into sports and my little brother is more into video games; my sister is more into reading a writing and more i'm more into math and science. At times it gets extremely annoying living with them

As most of the parents in the world expect the older brother to be a role model for the siblings. From my perspective as an oldest in my family, I think my parents were expecting too much from me after my younger brother was born. There are a lot of struggles that come with being an older brother.