Oh, Brother.

Like many people, siblings are an extremely important ingredient of my family unit. I only have two but I have the best of both worlds: a brother and a sister. I couldn't have asked for more.

Recently I was reading through an old book a teacher had given me for my eighth birthday. It was called "My Writing Book"... or something. It's made up of writing prompts followed by blank space on each page. I noticed that a common theme in my writing was my feelings of disdain towards my siblings.

One prompt:

Sometimes people use metaphors to describe things. One example of this is "It's raining cats and dogs." If you could have any kind of weather, what would you choose?

My response:

I would like the wind to be strong enough to carry away littel [sic] brothers and sisters.

Another prompt:

However old you are you KNOW a lot of things! THINK about some of the things that you know, and WRITE about them.


My response: That brothers and sisters can be a pain in the neck, and that moms are good cooks but I never knew why. I know about some wired animals.


What was I THINKING? Childhood would have been so bland without other little people to share it with.

Siblings are the spice of life!



Here I am shoving my brother, Kai, down a hill.

My sister, Alexis, and I with similar hairs exchange icy glares.

"Sibling relationships - and 80 percent of Americans have at least one - outlast marriages, survive the death of parents, resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship. They flourish in a thousand incarnations of closeness and distance, warmth, loyalty and distrust."

--Erica E. Goode, "The Secret World of Siblings," U.S. News & World Report, 10 January 1994