I remember always being so excited about school beginning to start, I think this was only because I got to buy school supplies. I loved elementary school, Kindergarten and Fifth Grade were my favorite. I liked Kindergarten because of nap and play time. I never made it to play time, because I would always sleep through it and end up waking up on my towel on the carpet with all the kids playing around me. Today was my first day back at school. The first day doesn't have the same feeling that it once did. School is not my favorite thing, especially college at least the class part of it. In high school I had a high GPA, took 5 AP classes, and did everything that was "required of me". For the little amount of work that I did, I had really good grades. Friends, Art and playing sports in high school are the things I loved the most about it, and also the things that I miss the most. I never got caught for skipping class, and even skipping class to go spend time in a Coaches office was never questioned, attendance policies were not as strict as college. It's pretty bad when the attendance office knows you on a first name basis and doesn't even require you to sign in anymore because "she'll handle it". It was always good when my 3 day a week physical therapy appointments that were only 30 minutes took 2 hours. Time is flying and Samantha and I are Seniors. (well.. my 4th year.. but someday I will have my 2 degrees that I paid for)
Samantha will be starting her senior year in high school tomorrow. My little sister who will turn 17 on October 14th is growing up. Even though I'm sure I was a horrible older sister I was just doing all that older sister's do. Make fun of their younger sister, never let them hang out with them, get them in trouble as much as possible and argue and hit each other as much as possible. As I have grown older I have learned that she has watched and tried to do everything that I have done. Swim team, Basketball, and Softball even down to the same strokes and positions I am her biggest fan and her hardest coach. People say that we look just alike, but neither one of us can see it and we do have our personality differences as well. Perhaps our personality differences come from my parents divorce and me being the one to show all the emotion and Samantha showing none. Maybe she was that way because she was not put in the middle of what was going on and also only 10. I never went away for college, or even showed a slight interest in taking a second look at the other schools that I got into because I didn't want to leave my sister. Now my parents talk to one another, and things are better but at that time, I couldn't leave my lil sister to deal and handle all of that. She was too young to have to do it and I didn't want her to have to grow up as fast as I had to. I am so proud of my sister, sometimes her life is not easy and I am proud of her strength that she has on things. I had a car in high school and she doesn't, and although I wish I could provide one for her, I can't but I help her out more than she knows.
I am so proud of my sister, and wish the world for her. I love her very much even though I'm sure she will say that I don't "because I would never play with her when I was younger". Just like always I will be there for her to help her out in those times when Mom and Dad can't (minus buying her a car... although she has already tried that idea).
No matter how much she hates it she will always be my "little" sister and I will always be her biggest fan.
Samantha will be starting her senior year in high school tomorrow. My little sister who will turn 17 on October 14th is growing up. Even though I'm sure I was a horrible older sister I was just doing all that older sister's do. Make fun of their younger sister, never let them hang out with them, get them in trouble as much as possible and argue and hit each other as much as possible. As I have grown older I have learned that she has watched and tried to do everything that I have done. Swim team, Basketball, and Softball even down to the same strokes and positions I am her biggest fan and her hardest coach. People say that we look just alike, but neither one of us can see it and we do have our personality differences as well. Perhaps our personality differences come from my parents divorce and me being the one to show all the emotion and Samantha showing none. Maybe she was that way because she was not put in the middle of what was going on and also only 10. I never went away for college, or even showed a slight interest in taking a second look at the other schools that I got into because I didn't want to leave my sister. Now my parents talk to one another, and things are better but at that time, I couldn't leave my lil sister to deal and handle all of that. She was too young to have to do it and I didn't want her to have to grow up as fast as I had to. I am so proud of my sister, sometimes her life is not easy and I am proud of her strength that she has on things. I had a car in high school and she doesn't, and although I wish I could provide one for her, I can't but I help her out more than she knows.
I am so proud of my sister, and wish the world for her. I love her very much even though I'm sure she will say that I don't "because I would never play with her when I was younger". Just like always I will be there for her to help her out in those times when Mom and Dad can't (minus buying her a car... although she has already tried that idea).
No matter how much she hates it she will always be my "little" sister and I will always be her biggest fan.
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