Es lo que escribio mi hermana Andreina en su Blog: cuando yo empece con el mio. No lo voy a traducir porque perderia la mayor parte de la gracia. Estoy segura de que podran entenderlo!. Solo espero que despues de leerlo no cambien su opinion sobre mi y sigan apoyandome!!!...
Ademas... en lo mas profundo de mi creo que tiene razon! Jejeje. Si, ya se que los metodos que emplee no fueron del todo geniales pero el resultado si!!!. Ahi esta mi sisterna, una mujer como pocas, a la que siempre he admirado por su exepcional disciplina y constancia (creo que ya he mencionado que ninguna de las dos me describan especialmente).... una de madera pura de verdad verdad!!!.
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My sister Tati always says I am the woman that I am thanks to her.....
We are only 1 year and 9 months apart...so we were very close growing up (still are, judging by the 5 times a day we call each other on the phone). She is the older one and growing up she came up with all the "ideas"-- I was the follower. Sometimes I wasn't involved in the idea or in the execution...but thanks to her, more often than not, I was part of the result (by result I mean punishment!!).
Once, our family had just moved in to a new apartment. My mom had gotten donuts for the workers doing some things in the house and all the walls were freshly painted. Tati thought it would be a great idea to decorate the plain white walls....she also thought those donuts looked darn delicious.
When my mom came home and saw: 1) The lovely art work on the white walls and 2) The lack of donuts in the box; she called us both to ask who did it. We both denied it. I couldn't believe it...was there someone else in the house that did all this?....Were the worker responsible for the beautiful red stick people on the white walls? Could they all possibly eat so many donuts so fast?. Mom said we either came clean, or we were both going to be punished!.
Tati called me and carefully explained:
"Neither one of us did this, correct?". Correct, I thought. I didn't do it...and she didn't either. She then said the punishment would be bad if nobody stepped up and owned to it...so she said: "Why don't we just share the blame?...I'll say I did one thing...you'll say you did the other one?".
I thought it was genius. If she didn't do it and I didn't do it...then it made total sense to just share the blame and hope for a fair punishment.
Yep, that's me, the super smart child!.
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Another time she asked me if I wanted to play Cops and Robbers. Hello? My older sister wants to play with me!!!???. I'm in! Sounds like a fun way to spend the afternoon!
She explained that she will be the cop first and then we would switch it up and she would be the robber. Sounds fair, let's do this!.
She proceeded to tie me up to the bed (arms and legs) and of course it made total sense she would also put something around my mouth so I couldn't scream!. After all, we lived in an apartment and if I did scream, people could come to help me (the robber). What a great cop she was!!!!
Then it was my turn to be a Cop...YAYY!!. Well, not so fast....
She turned around...laughed her evil butt off, said game was over and left the room!!! GENIUS.
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So...am I who I am thanks to her? Abso-freaking-lutely!!!!
I also have another sister, Isabella...and I also know I am the woman I am thanks to her. I know FOR SURE I am the mom that I am thanks to her. She is 7 years younger and was my doll. I just want to throw a mention out there so she doesn't think I forgot about her (love you Bebela!!!)
But anyway...back to what I wanted to tell you.
My sister Tati has always made me become stronger (or at least wiser!!!). Now I know if anybody wants to play cops and robbers, I will always want to be Cop first! Ha! look at me, I'm a wise old lady now!
Well, she's doing it again...she's training for a marathon. Inspiring me to get back to running and eventually to train for my own marathon....and when I do, I will know (and so will she -- I am sure because she will remind me) that I will become a marathoner thanks to her.
If you speak Spanish (or find humor in reading something you don't understand)...you need to follow Tati in her quest to train for the Chicago marathon in October!
R.B.R!!!!
We are only 1 year and 9 months apart...so we were very close growing up (still are, judging by the 5 times a day we call each other on the phone). She is the older one and growing up she came up with all the "ideas"-- I was the follower. Sometimes I wasn't involved in the idea or in the execution...but thanks to her, more often than not, I was part of the result (by result I mean punishment!!).
Once, our family had just moved in to a new apartment. My mom had gotten donuts for the workers doing some things in the house and all the walls were freshly painted. Tati thought it would be a great idea to decorate the plain white walls....she also thought those donuts looked darn delicious.
When my mom came home and saw: 1) The lovely art work on the white walls and 2) The lack of donuts in the box; she called us both to ask who did it. We both denied it. I couldn't believe it...was there someone else in the house that did all this?....Were the worker responsible for the beautiful red stick people on the white walls? Could they all possibly eat so many donuts so fast?. Mom said we either came clean, or we were both going to be punished!.
Tati called me and carefully explained:
"Neither one of us did this, correct?". Correct, I thought. I didn't do it...and she didn't either. She then said the punishment would be bad if nobody stepped up and owned to it...so she said: "Why don't we just share the blame?...I'll say I did one thing...you'll say you did the other one?".
I thought it was genius. If she didn't do it and I didn't do it...then it made total sense to just share the blame and hope for a fair punishment.
Yep, that's me, the super smart child!.
....
Another time she asked me if I wanted to play Cops and Robbers. Hello? My older sister wants to play with me!!!???. I'm in! Sounds like a fun way to spend the afternoon!
She explained that she will be the cop first and then we would switch it up and she would be the robber. Sounds fair, let's do this!.
She proceeded to tie me up to the bed (arms and legs) and of course it made total sense she would also put something around my mouth so I couldn't scream!. After all, we lived in an apartment and if I did scream, people could come to help me (the robber). What a great cop she was!!!!
Then it was my turn to be a Cop...YAYY!!. Well, not so fast....
She turned around...laughed her evil butt off, said game was over and left the room!!! GENIUS.
....
So...am I who I am thanks to her? Abso-freaking-lutely!!!!
I also have another sister, Isabella...and I also know I am the woman I am thanks to her. I know FOR SURE I am the mom that I am thanks to her. She is 7 years younger and was my doll. I just want to throw a mention out there so she doesn't think I forgot about her (love you Bebela!!!)
But anyway...back to what I wanted to tell you.
My sister Tati has always made me become stronger (or at least wiser!!!). Now I know if anybody wants to play cops and robbers, I will always want to be Cop first! Ha! look at me, I'm a wise old lady now!
Well, she's doing it again...she's training for a marathon. Inspiring me to get back to running and eventually to train for my own marathon....and when I do, I will know (and so will she -- I am sure because she will remind me) that I will become a marathoner thanks to her.
If you speak Spanish (or find humor in reading something you don't understand)...you need to follow Tati in her quest to train for the Chicago marathon in October!
R.B.R!!!!
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