Story By Leila’s Sister

A Sister for Rachel

Written about 10 Years After Leila Was Born

It was the fifth of February, A decade ago, When I was given my only sister. She was very tiny, And cried all the time, Except when eating and sleeping. Mommy said she was special, Though how special I did not yet know, Nor in ten years how she’d help me grow. Not tall, however I’ve needed much strength, To overcome hers. I’d almost forgotten how she used to bite me, My, how that did hurt. But in ten years I’ve become a better person, Something few sisters can teach. And you’re never lucky enough to have a sister, Until that bratty boy comes along. So, Leila, here’s to you at your tenth! But you must still stay out of my room.

Love, your one and only sister,

Rachel

That had to have been written around February 1990. As a sibling myself of a brother with special needs, I can attest to the growth of maturity and sensitivity that usually takes place. I really hadn’t remembered the biting, and wouldn’t have except I found this paper in an old stack of writings stashed away in a box in my garage. If I keep looking, who knows what else I might find. Oh, yes, the “bratty boy” is their younger brother.

Of course, you can read more about Leila in other articles in this “medium”; she happens to have Down syndrome.