My Big Brother, Part I
3rd June 2006
I have only one brother. No sisters. We were very close growing up. He was about five years older. We used to play football daily (or soccer as most of you calls it) as little kids. When I was about five, some other kid in the playground made fun of me, and my brother beat him up. I looked up to the guy. Growing up, he was my hero.
Mom used to introduce her two sons to everyone: “One is a genius and the other one just tries very hard.” And, to me, she often says, “You can’t do anything, and whenever you try you just make things worse!” I never took that as Mom being mean. It was just her way of encouraging me to try harder. I think Mom just wanted to make sure that I continue trying hard and not give up. In any case, she often describes my brother as the smarter of her two sons, but she also often says of him that he is lazy. Read the rest of this entry »
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