A letter from Sister to Brother

A letter that an older sister wrote to her younger brother before heading out the nest they grew in for the new world of college.

Hey

So I just remembered that we never had a talk about me going to college. I’m not much of a speaker anyways so I’ll leave it on print (I thought about hand written but I figured that I type faster than hand) Like Kana and Kenji. Brotherly or Sisterly words (Alex or Alice whatsoever) for these days that I’m gone. Let’s drop to business.

        Some things I want you to watch out while I’m not home.

 

1.      The Old Man: He’s a lonely one alright and he’s getting loner. Drop in for a talk with him from time about family or anything. He likes that. Try catching him off surprise and asking him to take you and mom out for a family trip or what. Oh, and stop being a jerk on the car. I hate rides as much as you do but considering that he’s the one escorting us around and planning you could do much better than being a complaining dickhead. Go to crash or what. You know what I mean. And head home early for Wednesday night mans’ night. Don’t keep him waiting.

 

2.      The Duchess: Right she’s Buddhism. Now she’s vegetarian to make matters worse. Nothing we can do to bring her back so might as well accept it. No need to groan about the loss chicken/fish/beef/pork or what. Meat will become scarce. The Old Man is guaranteed to make it back for you. Eat as much as you can when he offers. Don’t drag him to too much grease for his sake. You don’t him to get sick.

 

3.      The Religions of the house: You’re Anti, Dad’s none, Mom’s Buddhism and I’m Pagen. We could clash every now and then but that’s uncalled for. Just live and let live. Stop sticking out your middle finger at temples and s**t; keep your eyes off Mom’s scrolls and she’ll keep them away from you. At least I hope so. If she goes over the line ask kindly to shift the topic without bringing any more talk about Religion itself.

 

4.      Walking: Daily observation and you’ll find out that Dad walks a lot faster than Mom. The Duchess doesn’t really have long legs, so wait up for her every once and a while. Keep her away from the street; one crash and everything’s ever. Drag her arm or what. Stay on the sidewalk as much as possible yourself. You all have to come home back alive. Keep your eyes out.

 

5.      Chores: They aren’t going to finish themselves so give mom a hand whenever you can. Ask her what needs to be done in your free time and complete it with her. Trust me it doesn’t take that much time. Every labor we take for her is a few days off her aging.

 

6.      You: Yes, finally you. I’ve probably taught you everything I thought you’ll need, but let me say them again. Maybe I missed a few. You’ve got heart attack so don’t deny mom when she asks you to put on an extra sweater or jacket (keep it with you, just tie it around your waist if you don’t need it) Stay out of the sun if you can in case of heatstroke, don’t stare at the computer for too long for your eye’s sake. Blow your hair dry or you’ll bald like the Old Man.

Your room. It wouldn’t kill you toss everything into the closet once in a while would it? Get your a*s off that chair.

We’ve got more strength than our fellow classmates so don’t play too rough with them. Speak out but not too loud. Etc. etc.

And your dreams.

That’s a harsh topic to talk about so I’ll just tell you this: Everybody will have their day of glory but before that day comes you’ve got to live. That means work and professional in society domains, money making and cold-hard cash. Nobody’s going to suddenly draw and BAM become the next best-selling artist on Board. School sucks but you can still learn a thing or two from the teachers, make occasional notes and pass the test. Get off League of f****n’ Legends and take out your art pad. Submit your work online and edit, edit, edit. No piece of work is perfect and you know it but I’ve never seen you redo art-you finish it and show it and leave. Go back to your drafts and draw them again. That is the only way you’ll see your growth.

And the ACGN club isn’t your life. Neither is your computer. You lack too much color from living in 2D; slip in your sandals and take a night stroll every once in a while. You’ll see things I guarantee.

 

7.      The things on your bed: Some things that I’ve to return and gift. Don’t cry, it’s not like I’m never coming back. I’m just a mere 10 Kilometers/a line/a facebook message/ a call away. Brother (Sister) to Brother, keep my family safe while I’m gone and before you know it I’ll be back.

 

PS: The White Zebra Mechanical Pencil. That’s for you. Edward passed me a black Zebra Mech-pencil when he left and now I pass one of mine down to you. Buy a Zebra pencil when you can and use it; wait for someone you know will that might be great in the future and pass it on (male only). Tell him this story and have him do the same. One creator to another.

 

Happy Hunting.

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[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this log of words and thoughts. I miss the days of letters.
"The things on your bed: Some things that I’ve to return and gift. Don’t cry, it’s not like I’m never coming back. I’m just a mere 10 Kilometers/a line/a facebook message/ a call away. Brother (Sister) to Brother, keep my family safe while I’m gone and before you know it I’ll be back."
The above lines were my favorite. All of us need someone to love us in the good or bad days. Close or far away. Thank you for sharing your words and thoughts.
Coyote