What Makes Me a Sister ? I am a sister. When I say that, I mean more than just being a sibling, more than just having a title to carry around when introducing myself to new people or to strangers in general. By that I mean not just saying “that 's my brother” without any emotion or just ignoring the fact that we are related. To be called a sister is to care for someone you spend everyday with; being a sister is to educate, to be an example, to show them what is right and what is wrong, but most important is to guide to lead and make him understand the path as well to assist in the struggles that might come him in the future. When I was 9 years old my mom told me she was pregnant. As an only child I didn 't know what it was going to be like, to have to share my mom with someone else when I could barely share my toys with my friends. Also I thought how this changes would affect my life along with my social life. Then seven months later my baby brother was born, I still recall the day in which I had officially became a big sister I have to admit I was uncertain about my feelings about my new role. But I took this as a challenge to have a chance to learn something new that I didn’t know at the time, even if I had baby like dolls at the end of the day it was a completely different experiences; to be able to feed him, hold him, change him an to care of him, was an amazing and new experience . At that time I was still unsure about my feelings, yes I was jealous
At the age of ten my aunt had twins a boy and a girl and I had to learn what it meant to be a mother. I would wake up at 4oclock in the morning to change diapers and make bottles for my aunt
One can say my relationship with my sister is umm... complicated; one minute we’re fine and the next we want to rip out each others eyeballs. But yet, so many other siblings are like that too, so my sister and I are nothing spectacularly out of the ordinary. In fact, one can say we have a healthy sibling relationship, because of this weird love-hate complex. One great example of an average sibling relationship comes from Harper Lee’s book, To Kill a Mockingbird, where Jem and Scout Finch have a very iconic sibling relationship. My relationship with my sister is extremely similar to Jem and Scout’s relationship.
In this assignment I will be taking a further look into the history of slavery. When thinking of slavery the immediate thought that comes to mind is all the negative aspects of the system. Prior to this research, I was unaware of slave systems that were not based on the long labor hours and the torture of slaves. Granted, there were still forms of slavery that practiced these brutal rituals, where slaves were treated as animals and were malnourished. One prime example of this, is the book titled “Am I Not A Woman And A Sister”, looks at the history of a Bermudan slave named Mary Prince. Another example of slavery that will be incorporated in this paper will come from a source about a woman slave named Semsigul, born in Caucasus an area that
Few relationships are as special as the bond between sisters. Siblings know us greater than even we know ourselves sometimes; it’s through this insight, their insight, that we can see ourselves better and grow into who we aspire to be. My relationship with my sister is no exception; she’s my best friend. She’s a part of why I am who I am today, and it all started with a name.
This was an event that I still recall vividly. I was then only 12 years old and when I saw my brother for the first time, I became the happiest big brother in the world. I was the only son of my parents and when I heard that I would have another sibling, I got very excited and I was counting days when this brother of mine will come. I speculated and imagined lots of things I would do with my sibling. On the day that my brother came in to the world was one of the happiest days of my life.
In terms of character, I grew up with exceptionally supportive parents and an icon of a sister. My parents want the best for me, so they don’t hesitate to be strict in order to give me the character of a fine young lady. I will always be indebted to my parents because they sacrificed so much for me. Looking back on all the hardships they’ve placed me through, I’ve definitely grown as a person, developed my own firm principles, for all of which I am utterly grateful for. As for my sister, she molded my perceptions and always was a
The fights we had throughout the years, the late conversations about life and the little inside jokes that we have are the foundation of who I am today. They give those little quirks, they give me the feistiness and zip to my personality. They make me, me and I thank them for that. When I look back on the arguments and the fights I laugh because I think about where we are today and how funny we would find the situations. Without my sister's I wouldn't know how I would be sane to this day. They keep me level headed and mindful of my actions. Even on those days that I'm mad at them or their mad at me, I stop to think would my sisters be proud of this. Some days I even try a little harder most days and I see them falling off. Even though they don’t like to admit it they look up to me and I look up to them too. No matter how much we argue and fight our relationship has grown to where we have a respect for each that we know we only want the best for each other. We know that we wouldn't do anything to hurt each
To begin, I was my mother’s first born. I am the oldest of the biological siblings and for 5 years I was an only sibling, I was treated much different and knew I could get away with more for these first years. After 13 years, my parents adopting my older sister. I was the oldest sibling for 13 years then I was the middle sibling. I was no longer the “rule setter” and instead had more strict rules due to my older sister’s behavior. She also came from a much different background than me and she helped shape me and open my eyes to how different people can be raised.
A big sister is someone who you should feel comfortable with and not have a problem with sharing your feelings or personal stories to. A big sister is someone who will be there for you no matter what, someone who will mentor and guide you. This is someone who you should not feel intimidated by and a person that you can talk to at any time of the day or night with youe problems. I was so blessed with having a big like mine during this time period. My “Big” in this intake process is Kiara Davis off of the Resilient 25.
The day came when I would know for sure that I was getting a baby sister. My parents
The birth of my niece, during sophomore year is an experience that has shaped the person that I am today. Although I have always dreamed of helping others, I never thought it would come unexpectedly; nearly done with my hospital visits. Prior to her birth, I was nervous experiencing this moment because it was outside of my comfort zone. When I started babysitting it was usually for an hour, but as she aged I had more responsibilities regarding her care. As she got older, she required more of my attention because we did not have safety gates to block her pathway
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
My parents took custody of my sister’s children, which then began the chaotic day-to-day home life that usually left me in tears by bedtime. I was in middle school at the time, as a middle school aged girl I felt a whirlwind of emotions. I wanted to do things that other kids my age were doing but that wasn’t always possible. With very mentally handicap children in our home it wasn’t easy to just invite a friend over to come spend the night, not only would my mom say no but also I was far too embarrassed. I wanted to go out and eat in a restaurant like I heard my friends talking about, but no, going out to eat with my sister’s children would be very difficult because they couldn’t sit still or refrain from making loud noises in public places. I wanted my mom to take my friend and I to the movies rather than always going with a friend and their mom, but my mom was always tied down to caring for my sister’s
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 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.