jaylar
When Miri and I were together, we did little talking. What would a fourteen year old, graduating Junior High have in common with an eleven year old in sixth grade?
I was listening to the latest music, knew about celebrities, was interested in fashion and boys, sports and activities..
When our parents went out, I watched what I wanted on television. I never asked Miri what she wanted to see. There was one television and I knew the schedule.
In fact with Miri, I never asked her opinion on anything because, well, she was a ‘non’.
My father had coined the term. Where I was a swimmer or a bike rider or skater, Miri was a non-swimmer/non-bike rider, non-skater. She was just there. I never asked her what she wanted, I did what I wanted.
She never objected, she never said ‘no’. She was just there. I never paid much attention to Miri. Nor, perhaps she to me.
She was my little sister, but we had nothing in common.
People don’t realise that in many cases the siblings are two different people.
I have two sister. My one sister is one I can communicate with. The other sister we have nothing in common either.