#11: Siblings

 Day 11 of 30 days writing challenge.

Siblings

You either love 'em unconditionally or hate them occasionally. They share the same blood as you, they're your first friends. And it's not uncommon that you spent your days fighting and quarrelling with them at day and get along again at night. Your parents still mad at you but you already reconciliate with them.

A brother and a sister

As a middle child, I always stuck in between. My brother and my sister both have strong personalities. When they're fighting it's like a fierceful battle between Dragon Slaying Sabre VS Heavenly Sword--minus maybe they're both a bit antagonistic, none really chivalry.

Brother

My big bro is an amazing abstract learner. Why I said "abstract"? It's because he never did enjoy the typical learning practices in formal education. But when we're younger, different methods weren't there for children with superb or different qualities. Anyways, he's an avid learner in the field he loves. He's keen in history and geography. By junior high, he already memorised and understood about world history, including changing of borders between nations (!). He likes to drew on our atlas (book of maps) and changed the borders of every country in the world accordingly depends on the time frame. It was amazing, but also annoying at that time, because we don't have any maps without his doodles on it. 

Unfortunately, just like my fate, our father wasn't supportive in letting us deciding our future and goals. He always wanted to apply for history major, but our father made him chose another major. It's true, my father is an authoritarian but always masked himself as egalitarian. My spouse said, just let it go, forgive your father. But sometimes I still wonder, what the future would be if only we're supported to follow our dreams? Unfortunately it's all in the past now.

Anyways, if you all happen to have a brother that you can count on, be grateful. My brother was not really a typical 'bigbro-will-help-you-no-matter-what' type. He has his own world, always have, and I never really that close to him. My sis was his fighting mate, so they were close at some point and fought again at another point. Again and again. It's tiring.

So sometimes I wonder what it's like to have brother love or protective brother or dependable brother or anything like that, because I never experienced anything like that.

Sister

She's a born leader with charismatic (or fearful(?)) aura. Yet maybe at times I can feel that deep inside she's not that harsh a person. We've done our equal share of pampering her, and she knows exactly how to manipulate things and people.

She's a mastermind of mockery and has a really cunning personality. But she's really an emotional and touchy person. She's really good at calculating things, but has a poor sense of art, which she acknowledged herself. Sometimes I feel I'm always being used, and she never did respected me much as a big sister, though she's actually getting softer nowadays. It's not entirely her fault, because I was practically raised to be invisible. Maybe I have to learn from her to be more assertive and strict, so that people can actually respecting me. 

Her being bad in art was a polar opposite from my love to art, especially visual art. During her elementary and junior high years, I always did her art assignments. Not a good thing to do, I know. But as I said before, we did pamper her and she knew that we cant say no to her, for most everything. So yeah. Practically she has a bad temper maybe partially because of us.

A glimpse to the future

I don't know what to think about in the future if they have another fight someday. I hope maybe, just maybe, I don't have to be a catharsis as usual and we can have a normal siblings life like any other family with sweet children. Maturity is indeed an option.