A Beloved Sister

By Kim Jeongmi ("Lucy")

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        Most people choose their parents as their family members they love the most, but I love my elder sister who is like me with a small face and mouth, except that she has a freckled face and her character is different from mine. She is an open-minded person and an active woman, different from me. Therefore, we were not close to each other when we were children. We frequently had quarrels about trifles. I can't remember the reasons because that was a long time ago. I have only a vague memory of what happened in childhood. It may be a common thing that everyone has a quarrel at least once in childhood.
        After I graduated from high school, however, my sister and I became closer. After we attained full growth, we took each other's advice about our problems and wished every happiness to each other. When I wandered without fixing my way, she gave me some advice. She said, "Take time to think! What do you really want to do? What is appropriate to your aptitude and capability?" It may perhaps be common advice, but I felt thankful for the help of my sister who had given some encouragement to me. What I was really thankful to her for was her concern for me.
        What I wanted was to enter a college of fine arts, but I could not choose this option since I did not have the necessary and sufficient conditions, such as financial support. Also, it would take a lot of time to prepare for the entrance test. After all, I could not help choosing another major, although it made me feel sorrowful. My sister comforted me when my plan miscarried. She said, "A life of success is not influenced by circumstances. It takes strong faith and confidence to do the things that you want to do. Don't lose confidence in yourself!" These words were an edifying sermon to me, and I was encouraged again. Her advice was of much help to me to start another option.
        Now, since I entered my university, my sister has not lived at home. She married and left to live in Virginia in the U.S.A. in 1997. Although we can't see each other anymore, we have exchanged many letters and presents since she moved away. I will always be unable to forget her although she lives so far away.


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