when I took MY time for getting ready for school to try to wake up my older sister.
Giving me attitude and not wanting to get up, I just walked out, I couldn’t be
late to school because of her. Another unsuccessful day of her not getting out
of bed until the middle of the day and her just not attending school. Every
morning I felt like I was repeating my self.
“Julian! Julian! Julian! Get up!” Or
“Wakey wakey eggs and bacey!”
She would reply,
“Shut up! Go away.” Or “Yeah, yeah,
yeah I am up!”
After that my parents would go in
and try to get her out of bed, it never worked. It was always time for me to go
to school eventually so I said bye and thought on my way to school, good luck!
Always being one
of the smartest people I know. Doing her work, and helping me with homework.
She was always the stereotypical idol of an older sister. Getting straight A’s,
and just hoping that I would too. Trying her best and just looking at all her
projects she did and how I was thinking, I can’t wait to do that. Always known
as someone who has great potential. Then high school began. Where was my
perfect sister Julian? Thinking oh, it must be a ninth grade thing she will be
okay in a week or two. Me being in sixth grade I didn’t know any better. But, she
continued not doing her work and not going to school. How could it be someone
so smart is now not getting good grades? There is definitely a mistake.
Freshman year went by for her, but it felt slow for me. Sophomore year came,
Julian is going to do great this year I just know it! All I remember is her not
wanting to attend school. Having arguments back and forth with my parents. As
if screaming was a normal tone in my house. Shedding tear by tear, if only I
collected them all.
Time went on, for
a couple months. She was hoping she would get into this program to study in
Israel for the rest of her sophomore year. There she went, January 23rd
2009 off to Israel for school until June. Maybe she will do her work. I guess
that was okay, but then junior year was coming. The most important year of high
school. September until November
she was still enrolled in public high school. Did she go? Nope. November until
June was the most successful months of high school with a new school. I could
tell that my mother and father were so happy that this new school was working. So
excited not just for a full year ahead of us, but senior year. But then it
actually came. The first day was picture day, so she went…but late. From there
on it was a couple times here and there but that ended in November. I remember
talking to her one time about it because I felt brave that day. I was obviously
scared that she would throw something at me other times, but not this time.
As I was stumbling to get my words
out, I said, “So why don’t you attend school?”
Her reply, with an attitude coming
on and a grunt, “None of your business. AND you don’t even have to go after you
Now I wish I could
have got in her head, so she could of made the right decisions. Ironically, her
essay for her college applications were about, how to make good choices.
Unlucky for her, but lucky for me that she had to learn the hard way. From her
bad mistakes/decisions I know what to do and what not to do. It has made me
want to try more in school and never want to be absent. I was always obsessive
about absences and lateness’s but it has recently had a great affect on me. She
didn’t even realize she was teaching a lesson to me through all the struggles she
went through. Although it is all about how it affected her, it also had an
outcome on me.
This was happening
to someone who’s room was right above mine. Who was there when I was born. Who
has been, and always will be my older sister. So don’t think that just because
SHE didn’t do her work, or SHE didn’t wake up for school, or SHE didn’t make
great choices at times, it only affected her. The affect on me was not only for
me to learn but also for me to know right from wrong. It is somewhere I never
want to be in life, and to have to experience again. It motivates me to strive
for excellence. In the long run, she ended up learning right from wrong. The ends
of her suppose to be senior year she took the G.E.D. testing and did fantastic.
She got into all eight colleges she applied to, and is now currently in Israel
on a gap year program before college studying at Hebrew University, and then
living on a Kibbutz. So sometimes you can’t just pass go, and collect two
hundred dollars, some people have to work for it.