Jasmine

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Ms. Gokturk

 

Nadia: The Role Model

 

            As I helped my sister unpack her clothes into her new closet, put all the pencils and notebooks onto her new desk, and put the blankets on her new bed, I realized that I would no longer be living with my sister. She has gone to college and left my family and I, to become educated and get ready for the read world. At that moment of helping her unpack, the bond that we shared wouldn’t be the same. The role model that I had looked up to for seventeen years is leaving me.

            At 5’11’’, Nadia has straight long brown hair like uncooked pasta and has immense, glistening brown eyes. Her skin is flawless. She has big lips and a great big smile. She always manages t never leave the house without make up on. When we go out together, she is always the one that get the compliments. It had always been like that as we were growing up So I began to look up to her. She was becoming my role model. Nadia is the middle child and had to deal with the ridicule from my brother and I when we were younger. I think that has changed her, t made her not care what other people think of her. A lot of times she is sarcastically conceited which just makes me laugh. She has a great personality and she is the type of person who could care less what anyone thinks of her.

            Nadia has many good qualities that I really admire. One of them is her generosity. Whenever she goes to the mall with her friends or by herself, she always manages to think of me and bring something back for me. When she went to the Bahamas for spring break with her friends, everything was so expensive and she didn’t have much money, still, she saved enough to get me a t-shirt and some other stuff for the rest of my family. She is very good at managing her money and keeping jobs. She will definitely be the richest one of the family, as we always joke about it. “You are richer than mom and dad.”

            Ever since I was younger, my sister has always tried to put everyone else’s interest before hers. Recently, I went to visit her at college. She wanted me to come so I could have fun for the weekend because I had just gotten into a fight with some of my friends. I went there and had the time of my life, going to a club on the first night, and staying on campus on the second night. On the second night, even though all of her friends and most of the school were out clubbing and I wasn’t in the mood to go, she said “okay, just as long as you are having fun.” She just wanted me to have a good time.

            “Nadia, your so tall. You are like a monster!” My brother and I would make fun of her as we sat in the den playing video games. Through the many sessions of having to deal with us ganging up on her, Nadia’s mind began to mature. She realized she no longer had to deal with this. Being the middle child, was always the one to be left out of to be made fun of by my brother and I. But she has grown up to show that the past doesn’t haunt her and she can go on with her  life and not be affected by the things that bothered her when she was younger. Self pride is something that I aspired to have after I realized what I had done when I got a little older.

            “Wake up and live,” Bob Marley sang this in one of m sister’s favorite songs. Nadia, used to say this to me when I was upset of had a frown on my face. She always knew when I was down just by my boy language. Nadia shows many qualities of optimism and helped me become optimistic as well. As I have gown up living with my sister for seventeen years, I find myself changing. From Nadia, I find m self trying to change my personality and qualities into many of the ones that Nadia has. Such as generosity, self pride, the way she cares s much for other peoples interests along with her optimism. I am transitioning from an immature child, to becoming like my role model, Nadia.