Sister – “apple”

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I was seven years old when my sister started learning English at church, and the language utterly fascinated me. As always, she flaunted me the words and phrases she learned […]

Sister – principles

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My sister was popular and was a good friend to her classmates. I had not been in touch with any of my childhood friends after I left home, but my […]

Sister – a star

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My sister was not only bright but also was good at teaching since she was little. She’d come home from school and teach me what she learned at school. I […]

Sister – contrast

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My sister was born in 1972, also in C-section due to being a breech baby. But unlike mine, the first several years of my sister’s life passed without significant illness. […]

Succession

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My father often told me when he was drunk that he wanted a boy and was disappointed when we were born. I was relieved I was born a girl because […]

Father – friends

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It looked to me that my father had as many friends as his foes. He had known most of them since childhood or high school. Some of them became his […]

Father – the enemy

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I sensed that my father had political enemies. He had a clique of friends, and there was the other clique that didn’t see eye to eye with his. The leader […]

Father – ego

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My father almost didn’t go to high school. The family was poor, and my grandfather needed my father to start working in the rice field as early as possible. It […]

Father – with daughters

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Once my sister and I were old enough not to ride on our father’s back, his approach to communication with us was by alcohol, mockery, and provocation. Without alcohol, he […]

Father – “a horse”

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My father only looked at his daughters in the eyes when he had enough alcohol in the system. One game he liked to play with us when he had enough […]