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“Maneh, Moush and I” (It was then I realized I grew older)

When I was a child my parents, relatives and everybody else loved me. This is not to say they do not love me now. However, now we have another baby at home, my brother Moush, and people don't want to show they love me. Once my dad used to come home from work, hug me, put me on the sofa and help me do physical exercises: he made me laugh, tickled me and things like this. Maneh, my elder sister, felt jealous about this. Maneh had approached me, raised her eyebrows, looked at me and said, “Get her!”

Now I am older and understand Maneh's feelings. When Moush was born, Maneh couldn't find her place as she was jumping from the sofa onto the chair and from the chair onto the sofa. I was an agile child, even too agile. Maneh didn't need me, I was nothing to her.

When my parents brought Moush home from the hospital I understood that Maneh needed a brother, for him to protect her.


Wrote at 12 years old age


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