Post by Elelel on Jul 8, 2006 2:24:56 GMT -5
I'm the oldest of three. I have a sister and a brother, the brother is in the middle and my sister is the youngest. We're all two years apart, and I'm 16 (so they're 14 and 12 now)
I think since I've gotten older I became the responsible one. Not so much when I was like five or something. I was answerable for any joint rule breaking, and eventually I became the fight-stopper rather than starter.
As the oldest you have to do things first, and you have to fight for things from your parents that your younger siblings will later get without any trouble. I could be a complete brat when I was younger, though I think I grew out of it. Now I'm just moody towards my family a lot of the time and don't communicate (which is different to talking) much. Don't you love being a teen?
But I still look out for my siblings. I can get pretty protective. Even of my brother, even though he really doesn't like me. Recently, there was this footy thing at school, and all the people who played football were put into one team and everyone who didn't was put into another. My brother doesn't play football. His team was openly referred to as "the bad team" by all the teachers involved, the worst ofender being the one who spilt them up and who was coincedently my History teacher. I was so angry when I heard about all the humiliation he put my brother though. If he had mentioned anything about the footy games, which he had missed a History lesson to be involved in, I would have fought him about it. I would have sworn at him (big step for me, the quiet innocent nearly straight A student). I considered writing a huge rant about the whole incident and about how he was a jerk on the back of my Histroy exam, but fortunately the matter was taken out fo my hands because I didn't finish the exam with enough time to do anything more than staple it together.
My brother has complained about being left out, though I don't really think he is. Well, he is when he tries to bully us. We don't want him around then. We've had an interesting relationship. It changes all the time. When we were little, he was a terror. When my sister came I think (memory is kind of hazy) it was us against her most of the time. Then it became him onto us. I don't say us onto him, because he was the one who generally liked to start trouble and hurt us. This is probably where the whole left out thing came from.
For a few years we actually all got on rather well, and my brother was my greatest writing critique. Now he hates me. I mean, REALLY hates me. He hasn't said anything nice to me in about a year. When I speak to him he tells me to go away, and if I won't he'll just walk off. He insults me a lot, but fortunately doesn't fight me too often. Mum has kind of started to accept this behavious as normal, and doesn't usually tell him off for treating me this way unless he swears. My parents don't like swearing.
My sister has things so easy and has no idea. I think she fits the princess bill in some ways, but not others. She really can be a little brat. Usually she's ok though. Me and my brother are both rather unpopular at school, my sister may not be the most popular, but she's up there somewhere. She can be a bit of a b---- sometimes, and doesn't realise it. She doesn't always take much responsibility for her actions.
She gets stuff there's no way I would have been allowed when I was twelve. She's got pierced ears, but I still haven't. Ok, so I don't want them that badly, but there was no way I was allowed them when I was 12. And she stole my chair. I had a blue chair, and when she was old enough to sit at the dining table on a proper chair she sat there, and to this day she doesn't remember that it was mine before she claimed it as hers. When she was about eight, if me or my brother had a toy she liked she would ask us to give it to her, and if we said no she went to mum and whined that we wouldn't give her our toys. She actually said that, didn't even make up some lame story, and expected to get them. Fortunately mum didn't let her have our stuff.
But I'd face down anything for her, and that's a fact. I've picked her side over the side of my best friend before without even hesitating, and would do it again even if the rather impressive fight that followed was repeated. I'm probably more openly protective of my sister than my brother. I don't let my friends say bad stuff about her, but I'll join in talking about him. Still, he can look after himself on that ground. I'd pick his side if it came to something big.
My parents aren't too bad at treating us as equally as possible. My sister really likes to randomly hug our parents and stuff, so she gets more hugs. My brother can be a little tricky to handle. When he gets bored, he starts destroying stuff and hurting or annoying people. Sometimes he and mum have huge arguments were they yell and swear and they both end up crying.
There isn't really any difference in treatment between girls and boys.
I think since I've gotten older I became the responsible one. Not so much when I was like five or something. I was answerable for any joint rule breaking, and eventually I became the fight-stopper rather than starter.
As the oldest you have to do things first, and you have to fight for things from your parents that your younger siblings will later get without any trouble. I could be a complete brat when I was younger, though I think I grew out of it. Now I'm just moody towards my family a lot of the time and don't communicate (which is different to talking) much. Don't you love being a teen?
But I still look out for my siblings. I can get pretty protective. Even of my brother, even though he really doesn't like me. Recently, there was this footy thing at school, and all the people who played football were put into one team and everyone who didn't was put into another. My brother doesn't play football. His team was openly referred to as "the bad team" by all the teachers involved, the worst ofender being the one who spilt them up and who was coincedently my History teacher. I was so angry when I heard about all the humiliation he put my brother though. If he had mentioned anything about the footy games, which he had missed a History lesson to be involved in, I would have fought him about it. I would have sworn at him (big step for me, the quiet innocent nearly straight A student). I considered writing a huge rant about the whole incident and about how he was a jerk on the back of my Histroy exam, but fortunately the matter was taken out fo my hands because I didn't finish the exam with enough time to do anything more than staple it together.
My brother has complained about being left out, though I don't really think he is. Well, he is when he tries to bully us. We don't want him around then. We've had an interesting relationship. It changes all the time. When we were little, he was a terror. When my sister came I think (memory is kind of hazy) it was us against her most of the time. Then it became him onto us. I don't say us onto him, because he was the one who generally liked to start trouble and hurt us. This is probably where the whole left out thing came from.
For a few years we actually all got on rather well, and my brother was my greatest writing critique. Now he hates me. I mean, REALLY hates me. He hasn't said anything nice to me in about a year. When I speak to him he tells me to go away, and if I won't he'll just walk off. He insults me a lot, but fortunately doesn't fight me too often. Mum has kind of started to accept this behavious as normal, and doesn't usually tell him off for treating me this way unless he swears. My parents don't like swearing.
My sister has things so easy and has no idea. I think she fits the princess bill in some ways, but not others. She really can be a little brat. Usually she's ok though. Me and my brother are both rather unpopular at school, my sister may not be the most popular, but she's up there somewhere. She can be a bit of a b---- sometimes, and doesn't realise it. She doesn't always take much responsibility for her actions.
She gets stuff there's no way I would have been allowed when I was twelve. She's got pierced ears, but I still haven't. Ok, so I don't want them that badly, but there was no way I was allowed them when I was 12. And she stole my chair. I had a blue chair, and when she was old enough to sit at the dining table on a proper chair she sat there, and to this day she doesn't remember that it was mine before she claimed it as hers. When she was about eight, if me or my brother had a toy she liked she would ask us to give it to her, and if we said no she went to mum and whined that we wouldn't give her our toys. She actually said that, didn't even make up some lame story, and expected to get them. Fortunately mum didn't let her have our stuff.
But I'd face down anything for her, and that's a fact. I've picked her side over the side of my best friend before without even hesitating, and would do it again even if the rather impressive fight that followed was repeated. I'm probably more openly protective of my sister than my brother. I don't let my friends say bad stuff about her, but I'll join in talking about him. Still, he can look after himself on that ground. I'd pick his side if it came to something big.
My parents aren't too bad at treating us as equally as possible. My sister really likes to randomly hug our parents and stuff, so she gets more hugs. My brother can be a little tricky to handle. When he gets bored, he starts destroying stuff and hurting or annoying people. Sometimes he and mum have huge arguments were they yell and swear and they both end up crying.
There isn't really any difference in treatment between girls and boys.