The Fastest: The Oldest Of Six Children

Being the oldest, I grew up with many responsibilities. I have always been the one to set the example, create the right path, and be the role model for my younger siblings. My single mother worked day and sometimes even nights to provide us all with what we needed, never failing to keep a roof over our heads and clothes on our backs, so she along with my brother and sister became my motivation to become the best I can be. I knew schooling would be an issue for us economically; there was no way my mother could ever help me pay and there was no way I would allow her to overwork herself. So I made the decision to leave home at the age of seventeen and move to Oregon. Becoming a resident of Oregon allows me to afford schooling at a much better cost, even if it means being so far away. It is very difficult being distant from my family, but I am doing this for them. Finally, I reached the moment in my life where I saw what was most important to me and it was to be the best I can be for my family.

At the age of 17 life handed a bunch of responsibilities to me, with my parents dead and gone so i had to stand up and play the role of them to my younger siblings.

In life, we have two types of roles assigned and assumed. Our assigned roles are the roles we are given that we do not have a say in and assumed roles are those roles that we choose to take on in life. The roles I was assigned in life are being a female who is the youngest daughter in a family with four children. The way these roles affected my view on the world is that for the longest time I always felt that I had to be a certain way because that is what my family taught me to be. For example, since I was born a girl growing up in my family I had to help clean the house, do laundry and cook. I was taught that it was my responsibility as a woman to do these things and it was a requirement if I ever wanted to get married. It was very difficult for me to try and balance what my family taught me to be and the person I wanted to be. I did want to care for a family one day but I did not want that to be all that I was. I wanted to have it all both a family and work life balance. For a long time, I felt I was being tugged in two different directions in terms of what was expected from me. Furthermore, being the youngest girl in the family there was always a lot of pressure put on me to make the right choices. I had to always be the responsible one. My sister was the oldest so she was almost expected to make mistakes but as for me being the youngest, I should have used my sister as a model of what mistakes I should not make and learn from her. Granted I have been assigned roles in my life however, the roles I assumed are a mother, the strong person in my family, and the dependable one. Being a mother has had a big impact on what I do in life. Every decision I make is in consideration of what is in the best interest of my son. I am not the same person I was before I had my son because I had to change myself so that I was a good role model for him. The other roles I have assumed

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

I am the third and being the middle child, I actually enjoyed the lack of attention I was getting. I wasn’t afraid to go out of my comfort zone and explore things that cognitively stimulate me. The bad thing though is that I easily get bored and move from one interest to another. I became the Jack of all trades, but a master of none. The Hireling Corollary

Since this essay seems to be getting a bit more personal, I might as well discuss the role I play in my family. I am the oldest child in a family of six children: five girls and one boy. The age differences range from one and a half years old to eighteen years old. I love children, but in a way I really don’t have much of a choice. It is only natural to be somewhat of a second mother to my

Being a middle child has a big effect on ones life , the middle isn't always the easiest but at times isn't always the hardest. Being in the middle can be both easy and hard or lets just put it as good or bad . Some perks about being the middle child id you get least attention this is good because you get away with more . Also bad because everyone needs some attention i mean attention from ones you care about the most is nice to have . I feel that being the middle child you get blamed for most things that go wrong . Its frustrating sometimes , but the blames got to go somewhere , right

Sibling rivalry is not the only issue that was triggered by birth order, child’s personality and his or her intelligence is also involved. Some researchers say that first-borns are smarter because they are pressured to set-up the boundary for the younger siblings. They are more enthusiastic in their education for them to be role models of their other siblings. As for the younger ones, life may be or may not be easy, depending on how they will view it. They may view it positively by keeping in mind that since their older sibling get through it, they also can. Otherwise,

I am the oldest of four children and raised by a single mother. I had to grow up at an early age and help my mom take care of my siblings. My mother would work two to three jobs at a time to help support us, which usually meant that we were to be at the baby sitters house. Sometimes my mom would not pick us up because she had gotten off late and had to work early the next morning so it was just easier for us to stay at the baby sitters. I was okay with helping my mother out with my siblings but it was getting harder the older I got. Once I reached high school I had to go straight home so that I could be there when my siblings got home. Having to go home right away I could not join any clubs or hang out with my friends. Once I was a senior

What I like even most about him is his community service. Being the youngest is something special, but you must be serious when you grow up. Growing up as the youngest, my parents look at me as the baby of the family. It also makes my brother and sisters look at me as younger and dependent on them. This view of me has always made me want to challenge their assumptions and prove them wrong. I did not know that I would soon enough be able to step up and show them the man I had become. On June the 16th, 2015 my father had his first spontaneous stroke. My mother was terrified, and it was only me and her at home. My elder brother was in France on a holiday with his family, he was too far away to be of help. I started to think about being the eldest at the moment for my father, to give him everything he needed like helping, caring, and taking a big responsibility. I showed my diligence to my new role for him. In the hospital I took on the responsibility of talking with the doctor to have recent updates about his health, blood pressure and what should he be doing for

I am one of five kids. I’m the second child. Having a big family presents various difficulties. Some of those difficulties include having to share a bathroom and having to wait what seems like hours to even brush your teeth. Fights will erupt over the most insignificant things in my family, like who gets to be in control of what we watch on TV or who gets the last piece of pizza. All these things may seem annoying, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.

I’m the oldest and have two youngest sisters. We have always had our parents who love and care about us a lot. They will do anything for us. I was a happy kid and my life was completely perfect. What I’d never really thought about is that, someday one of them could no longer be there for us.

Being classified as an older sister was one of the best things that happened to me. But with the title of being the oldest, comes a whole lot of responsibilities. There are many ups and downs I have to go through with my sisters. My sisters and I fight, then make-up, fight then make-up, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything because I know they need me and I need them. In the same since Beowulf had a very important role as well, to keep his people safe. These are some of the same things that I have to do as an older sister for example; helping them cross the street so that they don't get hit or even something so simple as making sure they eat when they get out of school. There is nothing in the world I wouldn’t do for my sisters, just like Hrothgar would do anything for Beowulf, “There will be nothing you’ll want for, no worldly goods that won’t be yours” (Heaney 948-9). Yes, sometimes it's hard

Ever since I was little, I was always considered the caretaker of the group. Whether it was making sure all of my friends had enough to eat at lunchtime or being the first person people come to when they had a problem they needed to solve. Growing up with a single mother, I had to learn quickly how to take care of myself and in turn, I became very good at taking care of others. When I was 12 years old my grandfather passed away, so my mother and I packed our bags and moved in with my grandmother to help take care of her. Living with my grandmother at such a young age was a very rewarding but difficult experience. Since my mother was always out working, I was the one who had to stay home after school with my grandmother and carry out the caretaking tasks. These tasks included bathing, cooking meals, cleaning the house, and many other things. This resulted in me not always being able to spend time with my friends when I wanted to, and I had to give up some of my extracurricular activities throughout high school.

My family growing up consisted of my mother, three sisters and one brother. We were brought up in a single parent household. There is a nine-year age gap between my brother and I. My brother is the second youngest and then my three sisters are two years apart one from another. I now have a daughter that recently turned three. My mother of course had all the power because she was the only adult in the home. Now that we are all adults, many times they all come to me for advice when handling certain situations. I think as far we help, we all bounce ideas of one another.