Kick, Punch, Scream! (Sibling Rivalry!)

Member Name: Grimsbygal

Product:	Sibling Rivalry!
Date:	21/08/01 (67 review reads)
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Advantages: someone to play football with

Disadvantages: bruises

What can I say about my darling brother Matthew? (Matt) He’s only fifteen months older than me so up until going to university I had to put up with seeing him just about every day. I used to go through phases of really hating him and the thought of seeing him used to make me cringe. We have been through quite a lot together both good and bad. Aaaah Memories!!!

THE EVIL

# Age Two – It was my fault it all began way back in 1983. I was only a toddler and used to enjoy pushing my pram around and running into him. One day I got a bit carried away and the pram got him in the wrong place. I can remember seeing a lot of blood and he had to go to hospital and stay over night. At the time I didn’t understand but the thought of it now still makes his eyes water.

# Age Three – It didn’t take him long to get his own back. I was riding my bike (with stabilizers) in the back garden. I had to run indoors to go to the toilet and he thought it would be funny to put pegs on my bike wheels. I rushed out and without realizing jumped on my bike. A few moments later I was on the pavement with a cracked head. My mum rushed out as quick as she could but not before my brother had removed the pegs, so still my mum refuses to believe me.

# Age Five – I was in the second year infants and we were playing obstacle course in my front room with our friends. We had to climb on the back of the settee crawl across it and jump from the arm onto the chair arm (much to the dismay of our parents). We kept moving the chair further and further back until I got a little scared of jumping. Just as I was building up the courage to jump my brother pushed me to the fall. I cried for ages until my mum decided to take me to the hospital to be checked over. I had broken my elbow and they made me stay in over night. I was absolutely devastated and I still haven’t forgiven him to this day.
It wouldn’t have been quite as bad if he
apologised but he told my mum he was at the other side of the room and I fell. He did admit it was him a few years ago when he was in a drunken state. It’s amazing what a bit of alcohol can do.

# Age Nine – We were at a football course together in the school holidays and I was the only girl out of 120 of us. My brother thought it would be funny to insult me in front of everyone and throw a packet of polo’s at me. They struck me in the eye and believe it or not it actually really hurt. I wasn’t having him humiliating me in front of everyone so I started a scrap. We got sent in the head coaches’ office and he threatened to chuck us off the course.

# Age Eleven – It was about this time my brother began to think he was really hard and found it fun to throw knifes at the dartboard. The trouble was the dartboard was next to my bedroom door and he used to threaten to chuck one when I was walking out. He also used to try out all the WWF moves in front of both his friends and mine. Needless to say I got a few bruises that year and my mum never believed me.

# Age Twelve – We used to cause chaos playing football in the house and I decided it would be a good idea to foul him by performing a dirty sliding tackle. When he began to cry I thought he was messing about until the doctor revealed he had broke his big toe. Oh well!
# Age Fourteen – I saw an advert in a magazine advertising for people to openly discuss their sibling relationship on TV and thought it would be a good idea to write them a letter. I was really shocked when I received a letter back saying they were interested in my story. My mum found out and I soon decided to give it a miss.

THE GOOD

Having a brother has not all been bad. When I was younger I had a speech problem and he used to be the only one that understood what I was saying. When I used to get bullied at school he used to stick up for me. He did teach me ho
w to play football and without him I probably wouldn’t be where I was today. I always tried my best as I wanted my parents to be just as proud of me as they were him. He excelled at sport so I put every effort into my studies.
We used to spend a lot of time together especially in school holidays playing football together.
He used to be very protective of me and I will always remember the day when we were in Majorca and he told some lad to treat me right. He also chased one of my ex boyfriends home one night but I won’t go into detail.

Since I have gone to university we have become a lot friendlier with each other. We only argue about petty things and most f the time it is only a joke. This year he parted from his long-term girlfriend and I was quite pleased when he came to me for advice.

One thing that I think will never change is birthday presents. I am still waiting for mine from the last two years. If I forget his I never hear the end of it. I realise this is just a man thing so I shouldn’t take this too personal.

I used to hate him for being good looking although I have never thought so myself. Girls used to try and make friends with me to get closer to him and I used to wonder who my real friends were.

We are very different now. I am very determined and like a challenge and he will do the bare minimum to get him through. I just wish I had his singing voice as he lacks the confidence.

Many people say sibling rivalry is down to jealously. I admit now I was often jealous of Matt. He is popular, good at most sports and a great singer. Also he gets better suntans then me and can eat as much chocolate as he wants without putting weight on which frustrates me. ( I will always be the fat little sister!)
I have to say I did have a good childhood and my mum and dad are great. I have read over what I have written and it sounds as if I went through hell. Trust me it was fun and games really an
d I do love him. (Although I hate to admit it)

If you ever read this Matty (he signed up but never returned – as I said no determination) you are not too bad. I could think of worse people to have as a brother!

Thanks for reading,

Grimsbygal.

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