Being stuck together with your family for a year is quite a feat. When I say “stuck” I don’t mean the staying in the same house for 18 years kind of “stuck” (because I already did that). I mean really stuck. For a whole year as we traveled around the world, we shared the same food, slept in the same beds, used the same bathrooms, fought for the same computers, watched the same TV shows, and all suffered the invasion of our private space. But being “stuck” is also what brought my sister closer to me. This trip not only gave me back a sister, but also a friend.
Who is Nathan from his Sister’s eyes?
“If Olivia and Joani aren’t going, then I don’t want to go either.”—that was my little brother, Nathan, at age 5. He was refusing to go on an exclusive trip with just my parents to Vietnam, because Joani and I weren’t going. Even though my parents already applied for his visa and made arrangements he still stubbornly refused. Lots have changed since then. For one, now he would jump at a trip to go to a different country, especially if he gets to go alone without Joani or me. Of course there’s a lot more than that: he’s more talkative now, more out spoken, more adventurous, and has even acquired the teenage “attitude” and presence. Despite the changes from Nathan being a boy to a rising teenager, he still will always be my sweet, little kid brother. Continue reading Boy to Teenage-hood
“Make sure you paint it symmetrically,” I begged Nathan as he smiled mischievously with bright orange powder clinging onto the tip of his forefinger. “Remember, a person is perceived to be beautiful mainly due to the person’s face looking symmetrical!”
“Ha, ha, ha…” Joani, Olivia, and Annie laughed as Nathan stroked a streak of bright orange line across my forehead.
“Wait until it is my turn!” I threatened Nathan for making my face look like an exploding firework. “Use my phone to take a photo so I can see…” Continue reading We Did It! We Completed Our One Year Epic Journey
On this one year trip we picked up a few people to travel with us. One of them was our grandma. Traveling with her has its up and downs but in the end I got to know her better.
“Stop pushing me!” Joani yelled in anger with frowns on her forehead. “It is very simple! Just move your feet to the left. How difficult can it be!”
“Joani, I am trying my best to speak to you calmly,” Nathan replied trying to control his frustration. “I have no room on my left. I am just sitting straight against the back of the seat. I am not pushing you.”
“Your shoulders are bumping into me,” Joani snapped back at Nathan whose arms have widen considerably after he started doing push ups twice a day since two months ago. Continue reading “Stop Pushing Me!”