Little Sister
This is not an obituary nor a tribute, but a desire to express my gratitude, I guess, for my favorite and only sister, 10 years younger, 20 years wiser, much prettier, surprisingly clumsy and gut-wrenchingly hilarous.
- I was thrilled when she was born. After three younger brothers I was dying for some female companionship, even if it was in infant form.
- When she starts to cry, her face looks the same as it did when she was a baby.
- She's very empathetic (towards anyone but me) and abhors passing judgement on others.
- Her eye for fashion astounds. It's astonishing.
- Our entire family is terrified of her on some level.
- She wrote one of the best songs I've ever heard, entitled "I'm Stuck, There's Nothing To Do".
- She also wrote a short story called 'The Wall-ed Knight'. It's about a knight behind a wall.
- We've honed the knack of speaking like movie stars in the '40's and also Audrey Hepburn.
- Her stuffed animals have always been called by their respective species. Eg) Cow, Dog, Panda, Shark (I gave her the shark.)
- She never fails to chime in with the comments my grandmother once made on my singlehood: "You're doing just great, you don't get down on yourself, you don't get depressed..."
- I have saved several of her emails because they make me laugh out loud.
- For some reason, probably my fault, she assumes that I'm an ATM.
- I used to call her the 'Razor Tongued She-Devil'. It was (and still can be) fitting.
- She and her friend who has the same name as her made a movie for school last year about her stuffed cow falling in love with a flashlight. It also featured a hobo.
- She recently discovered texting and has sent me several random texts, the first of which read, "I always thought it such a shame that there was no such thing as banana juice."
- I find her obsessions with Charlotte Gainsbourg, Sophia Coppola and Sherlock Holmes hysterical/endearing.
Et voila, c'est ma souer. She's now graduated high school and spending a large portion of the summer in Montreal so our time before I leave will be cut short. While there are times when sororicide seems logical, I wouldn't get rid of my sister for anything. Ever.
- I was thrilled when she was born. After three younger brothers I was dying for some female companionship, even if it was in infant form.
- When she starts to cry, her face looks the same as it did when she was a baby.
- She's very empathetic (towards anyone but me) and abhors passing judgement on others.
- Her eye for fashion astounds. It's astonishing.
- Our entire family is terrified of her on some level.
- She wrote one of the best songs I've ever heard, entitled "I'm Stuck, There's Nothing To Do".
- She also wrote a short story called 'The Wall-ed Knight'. It's about a knight behind a wall.
- We've honed the knack of speaking like movie stars in the '40's and also Audrey Hepburn.
- Her stuffed animals have always been called by their respective species. Eg) Cow, Dog, Panda, Shark (I gave her the shark.)
- She never fails to chime in with the comments my grandmother once made on my singlehood: "You're doing just great, you don't get down on yourself, you don't get depressed..."
- I have saved several of her emails because they make me laugh out loud.
- For some reason, probably my fault, she assumes that I'm an ATM.
- I used to call her the 'Razor Tongued She-Devil'. It was (and still can be) fitting.
- She and her friend who has the same name as her made a movie for school last year about her stuffed cow falling in love with a flashlight. It also featured a hobo.
- She recently discovered texting and has sent me several random texts, the first of which read, "I always thought it such a shame that there was no such thing as banana juice."
- I find her obsessions with Charlotte Gainsbourg, Sophia Coppola and Sherlock Holmes hysterical/endearing.
Et voila, c'est ma souer. She's now graduated high school and spending a large portion of the summer in Montreal so our time before I leave will be cut short. While there are times when sororicide seems logical, I wouldn't get rid of my sister for anything. Ever.
posted by Sheila at
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