Nightmare on Abigail Street

Halloween is right around the corner.

On October 23, as we all peacefully slept inside my house, I heard crying. I knew it was my little sister crying but the horrible big sister I am, I continued to sleep. The next morning on the way to school, I asked my mom why she was crying. My mom had no idea. Wow, I guess I wasn't the only horrible family member. Anyways, when I got home from school that day, I thought maybe it would be a good idea if I asked my sister if she remembered anything.  

24, Oct. 2014 8:06 P.M. 

Me: "Hey Abby, why were you crying last night?"

(Silence)

Abby: "I don't know."

Me: "Did you have a bad dream?"

Before that day, I would occasionally ask her if she had a dream without knowing if she knew what a dream was. 

Abby: "I don't know. I don't remember."

Me: "Do you remember waking up and crying? You were hecka loud."

Abby: "I didn't wake up to cry?" 

She gave me the most confused look ever and that was the moment I became suspicious. This definitely gave me something to research. On a website titled "The Truth about Dreams, Nightmares, and Night Terrors," an anonymous person asked, "When does a child start to dream? And at what age do nightmares or night terrors begin?" From this, I learned that children start to dream and know they had dreamt at the age of 3-4 --- my sister is 5 years old. In fact, at 3-4 years of age, children dream just as much as adults do (Greene). Why didn't my sister remember her dream? As I kept reading on, I learned that if a child wakes up crying, OBVIOUSLY the dream was not happy (Greene). By that, I concluded my little sister's dream was definitely more of a nightmare considering the facts that she cried really loudly and my room is not close to hers. 

I really wished she remembered what she had dreamt about. It would be fascinating to listen to her stories, maybe it will even make a cool Halloween story. I hope one day she does remember. I would ask her every detail about it. 

Greene, Alan. "The Truth about Dreams, Nightmares, and Night Terrors." DrGreene.com:Let's Talk  
       Kid's Health! N.p. 23 Jul. 1999. Web. 26 Oct. 2014.

freckles

What are freckles? When I first looked at my sister, I was really not noticing anything at all. Whether it was her smile, her eyes, her hair; she looked like a normal child to me. Then I thought, maybe I was not looking deep enough. However, I noticed her freckles. Now I know this would be a stupid question to ask because we all know freckles come from genes but I want to know where freckles come from and why are they there. What is their purpose? As I googled, "what are freckles?" I learned that I was not wrong and there is really nothing behind freckles. Freckles are genetic and they come out when your face is hit with the sunlight as said in the website "Other Traits." Some say it is "a kiss from the angels" (Gnanashanmugan).

Look at her being silly. Do you guys see her freckles? It might not be much but they make her so beautiful. Nobody in my family has freckles and I am so jealous. I think I secretly have a fetish for freckles now. I am now wondering. Since they get bigger each time they see the sunlight, there must be a certain limit as to how big they get right? I can only imagine a freckle covering your whole face. I have never seen that before. 

 

 

 

Gnanashanmugan, Devasena. "Other Traits: Stanford at the Tech Understanding Genetics."  N.p. 20. Oct. 2006. Web. 19 Oct. 2014.

"About the Little Girl that Beat Her Sister" (NOT LITERALLY)

About the Little Girl that Beat Her Sister by Ann Taylor

Go, go, my naughty girl, and kiss
Your little sister dear;
I must not have such things as this,
And noisy quarrels here.

What! little children scratch and fight,
That ought to be so mild;
Oh! Mary, it's a shocking sight
To see an angry child.

I can't imagine, for my part,
The reason for your folly;
She did not do you any hurt
By playing with your dolly.

See, see, the little tears that run
Fast from her watery eye:
Come, my sweet innocent, have done,
'Twill do no good to cry.

Go, Mary, wipe her tears away,
And make it up with kisses:
And never turn a pretty play
To such a pet as this is.

http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/ann_taylor/poems/5388

Such a harsh title for a poem, don't you think? When our fall break project was assigned to us, I thought wow. How am I going to find poems that relate to what my topic is? But, I read the assignment paper and it gave me something really helpful to find poems that were related and that was to use the search engine. Guess what? That TRULY helped me. As I skimmed through the websites and used the search engine, I came across this poem. Let me just say, the title caught my attention. At first I wondered why someone would write about beating their sister. I was shocked. Then, I read the poem and I felt really unintelligent. How can I think someone was literally beating their sister? 

This poem, however, really REALLY relates to me and I bet for many of us. Our younger siblings will always have our parents' back. It is always us bigger siblings who have to apologize. I don't think that's fair but I know it's life. My little sister can cry for almost anything and everything. It's like she can make the crying noise and tears will just come out naturally. I have always wondered if little kids truly get their feelings hurt in certain situations or if they just do it to get the attention of their parents. It is definitely something to find out. I can never stay mad at my little sister though. I am the one to wipe her tears away, I am the one to apologize but it's not that I get forced to but because I want to. My little sister is my world, regardless of how great of an actress she is. She can break all my stuff and at the end of the day with fault or not, I would still "make it up with kisses." 

My little sister is something bigger than what I've expected her to be. Observing her made me realize that her actions were not just random, it's because she actually thinks. I know it might sound mean but her being five years old and everything that's what I assume. She seems to think real hard before she actually does something. Whether it's throwing up when she was sick or eating a cracker. She also has this really bored look on her face when she thinks. It's never really a different facial expression either. But her face lights up when she's doing "homework." Her eyes get bigger and she seems to really enjoy it. She also just started school and the fact that she can write her name on one line, amazes me.

I did not think she would be able to write so well or learn to write so well in such a short period of time. I guess I just underestimated her a bit.