Our difference and our common love
My sister and I are poles apart. She is an extrovert, a people person, while I am a self-confessed introvert. She likes everything that has to do with performing and interacting with people — singing, dancing, running for student government — while I wile away my time mostly on my own — reading, writing, watching movies, and studying my butt off.
Everywhere she goes she easily picks up friends and acquaintances. Everywhere I go I talk with a few people and stay connected with my two best friends. She has a lot of friends outside of Facebook, most of my friends I found in Facebook.
You can scarcely find her at home; she is usually out with her little friends playing step-in, teacher-teacher-an, habulan.
You can scarcely see me outside; I’m usually cooped up at home reading, writing poems and stories, or watching movies on my laptop or TV.
She collects people. I collect books.
Singing loves her. Singing hates me to the core.
She is a performer. I am an academic.
She is what she is. I am what I am.
But amidst our differences, we have one thing in common…
We love the same mother.
Posted on August 9, 2013, in What's in mind and tagged Differences, Family, Home, Love, Minions, Mother, Siblings, Similarities, Sisters, Skills, Talents, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.