DP Daily Prompt: Sweet Sixteen https://sabethville.wordpress.com
I hear about ‘Sweet Sixteen often. I didn’t get the pleasure of celebrating it. It came and went like any other day in the calendar. When I think hard,I remember I was in college. Mom received a letter from one of my brothers, my second eldest brother was critically ill. Mom had the letter in her hand crying a river. I’d have to go to Chittagong ASAP to look after him. Was there anyone else with him,I know you’d think? My eldest brother, his cranky wife and did I forget, my sister who considered herself a princess would probably had no time to look after the brother.
Who would be shipped there but little old me? I should feel good at the thought, Mom didn’t trust them . Here’s the problem I was acting as a nurse for my brother,I’d assume this was the reason for me to be there. Then the cranky one would bellow as if I was taking away her freedom.
After a few days of helping my brother, I suddenly overheard the princess telling the other siblings, I was there because I wanted to skip school. I get it they do not require my services any longer. Is this the way to show gratitude? Well I don’t know how anyone else would react,I packed my bag in a jiffy and was out the door, the princess was inwardly pleased but stopped me and said, “Ranu where are you going? My reply was I’ve heard your voice which is enough for me to leave.
This was my “Sweet Sixteen story, I bet you’re surprised !
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Dear Ranu,
Thank you sharing this story. Sounds like it was a challenging time of life for you.
All good wishes,
robert
My older sister would do nothing but fuss.She’s a piece of work.
I wrote about my sixteenth which was quite unique.
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Unique no doubt. How ungrateful one can be. thanks for sharing. Sad you had to bear this.
My sister always had her way.
It seemed I was always the one expected to help,but never got the appreciation I was due.
People always take for granted who helps them willingly. Its sad.
It is sad it’s true.