Looking at Sibling Rivalry

Once again David at the Skeptic’s Kaddish is hosting the We’ave Written Weekly (W3). This week’s poet is Punam Sharma and her prompt is to “Write about the moon from the sun’s perspective or vice versa” using any form and without any restrictions on length. I wrote a trimeric – a four stanza poem with no specified line length, rhyme, meter, or topic requirement and no prohibition either. Seemed the right choice considering the prompt. The first stanza is 4 lines followed by three 3 line stanzas where the first line repeats the respective line from the first stanza (ABCD, BXX, CXX, DXX). To that end I humbly submit my trimeric:

Little brother you vex me too much
I do not want you tagging along
Stop copying me, aping my look
My patience is gone, I’m telling mom

I do not want you tagging along
You think you’re sly hiding behind Earth
I can still see you back there lurking

Stop copying me, aping my look
Don’t borrow my clothes or take my stuff
Your imitation doesn’t flatter

My patience is gone, I’m telling mom
If my temper flares you’ll regret it
You’ll never be me little brother moon

Being the eldest I am so very familiar with the problem of being imitated by a younger sibling. It was maddening. From copying the walk, hair cut, penmanship, and extending to taking clothes and lunch boxes, even to trying to make my friends their friends – a younger sibling can over time drive you crazy. I remember the day my younger sister took my sweater and headband. I realized it as she disappeared onto the bus. I wanted pierced ears and as soon as mine were done, she hopped into the chair and had hers done. My mother always intoned when I’d reached my breaking point, “Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”

59 thoughts on “Looking at Sibling Rivalry

  1. I don’t really have the same with my siblings. My sister was always messing in my half of the shared room while I was at work and I complained to mom she was spraying my expensive Avon on her dolls. Finally mom moved me out of that room.

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    1. Yikes! That would have sent adolescent me into fits! Glad you got to leave the room… As the eldest I had to share a room with my sister when my youngest sister was born… when she was moved out of the crib, she and I switched rooms and she had to room with the middle sister! I was such a neat freak and both of them viewed tidiness as not important. They got along better because of it!

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  2. At reading your post, Val , I thought automatically of:
    “Flatterers live at the expense of those who listen to them” (La Fontaine “the raven and the fox”)
    and of another light French song
    “The sun has an appointment with the moon
    But the moon does not know it
    And the sun is waiting for her.
    The moon is there but the sun don’ t know it
    To find it, night is needed !!! !!!”
    Is this a serious comment ? Val ? 🙂
    Love ❤
    Michel

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    1. Michel this is a very serious comment – it includes references to music and literature!! I have a translation of La Fontaine with illustrations from a very old text! ❤

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    1. I can’t understand French BUT I could see and feel the fun and merriment of the song and the facial expressions of Charles Trénet were most entertaining! I can see why he was popular!

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    1. Hehe! Marion I’m sure you were not as vexing as my sisters (most notably my next younger sister at 1 year 11 months younger)… The moon does not have my sympathies in this case! hehe!

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    1. Oh boy! That is so typical of a younger sibling – so brazen and doing the ‘look you in the eye’ move so that you know that they know they are doing it just to get your goat! I always thought my best friend was lucky to only have a brother so that she never had to worry about him taking her clothes…

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      1. Kirk just wanted to do what I was doing, not to get my goat at all. He was 1 or so — just sitting up — and I was three. Mom put us on the floor facing each other and Kirk just did whatever I did. He was just learning. ❤️

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        1. That is sweet. Sadly my sisters weren’t mimicking me to learn. They would do whatever they could to agitate me. And as sisters they knew all the buttons to push! “I’m in your room. I’m not in your room” as she put one toe inside the doorway and then removed it – the malicious version of the hokey-pokey… I can laugh now but at the time 10 yr old me was very irritated, and I learned new vocabulary like “perturbed”…

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    1. Ah. I know exactly what you mean! The Christmas I got my much wished for bike (having been told I wasn’t old enough to have a bike), my younger sister got one as well! Talk about put out. The same happened with getting my ears pierced (having had to wait until I was 16) and both the younger sisters got theirs pierced at the same time. I could make a list a mile long where I had to wait and plead and push and then “it” happened for all of us at the same time!

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  3. I was the middle child, so my younger sibling was my ally. My older one did always say I let the younger one get away with things. But they are so different, they never would have wanted, or gotten, the same gifts. And (no offense) oldest children are bossy. (K)

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    1. Hehe! No offense taken – we have to be bossy especially as we are supposed to set an example and are generally held to a higher standard… It can kind of hard to keep younger siblings in line when they get into trouble it is partly your fault!!

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      1. In our family, we had full responsibility for our inability to measure up to the oldest. We didn’t even try, because we knew it was impossible.

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        1. That must have been tough. In mine, my younger sisters measured up just fine – but we all had individual strengths. It was trying to measure up in the more subjective things – being tidy, being on time, being polite and especially being helpful where they struggled to meet the high standards I’d set!

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          1. It’s interesting, I don’t remember being compared about those things at all. It was more grades, being industrious, setting goals, focusing. I still don’t do those well.

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            1. I was very good at science, my next sister was more into foreign language (French) and music, and the youngest excelled at math. I just remember that my penmanship was always brag worthy but my youngest sister had atrocious handwriting!

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              1. Children (and humans) are not the same. It’s silly to think they will act the same way, or that you can encounter them the same way with the same expectations.

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                1. True. Not all eldest are bossy perfectionists, not all middle children are people pleasers or social butterflies, and not all youngest are manipulative and confident… But there is something to the birth order having an impact on personalities…

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    1. Very much so – we are sisters and also friends. Even the middle sister has come around – she was always in competition for my mother’s attention. After my mother died it was as if a switch was flipped. We all get along! Glad this poem amused and you and generated so many comments!

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    1. My youngest sister was never really a problem – she was young enough that she didn’t get into my stuff. Since I never had to share a room with her we got along much much better than the sister in between!

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  4. My brother is much too old to do these things any more and we rarely see nor hear from each other. It’s too bad I was so irritated with him when he was young enough to be cute! Haha! Nice poem, as always!

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      1. We see each other maybe once or twice a year… More when I lived closer. Family members including myself don’t bother to call nor text him because he can be quite grouchy. Hopefully we can live closer one day and perhaps dog sit for each other and spend more time together.

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  5. I’m 2nd oldest in a family of four ‘kids’. We are boy/girl/boy/girl and only a little over 5 years between oldest and youngest. My sister and I shared a room most of our lives and while we fussed some, in general, we got along very well and still do. My brothers and I fussed a bit more but still we all got along well and took up for each other, watched over each other and even shared some of the same friends. Currently, I’m close to my older brother and sister. My younger brother (through choices he made) has kind of relegated himself to occasionally texting or calls. I’ve not seen him since he remarried.

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    1. Sad that your brother has distanced himself. Sometimes that happens. People make choices and then have to live with them! At least the remaining siblings are close… I’m sure it would break your parents’ hearts if none of you were speaking!

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  6. Imitation was never a big deal to my younger brothers. The middle brother decided upon oneupmanship, as his gig. The youngest just wanted to be himself. Sister is the one who follows my lead, and usually does it one better.

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