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Prompt: Reflecting on My Older Brother and Sister
Exploring the Influence: An Essay on My Older Brother
Outlining Thoughts on My Siblings
Sample Essay: Reflecting on My Older Brother and Sister
The coziest place on earth is perhaps a happy family home. There, we have our beloved family members, with whom we share joys and sorrows, and build a happy life together. One of the dearest people to me is my older sister, my companion throughout childhood and beyond. Whenever I think of her, my heart is always filled with a gentle yet profound joy.
My older sister is in ninth grade this year, which means she's at the beautiful age of fifteen. Despite being two years older than me, she is remarkably mature and composed. Her oval-shaped face with big, dark, sparkling eyes always lights up with joy. She also has a tall, slender figure. My mom says, 'Your older sister has an ideal height, you should drink lots of milk and swim well like her to increase your height.' And it's true, my older sister is a skilled swimmer, and she loves swimming. Perhaps that's why I always see her as strong, healthy, and incredibly agile. Moreover, she's not someone who talks a lot; she carefully thinks before speaking. That's why our grandparents and parents often praise her and then turn to scold me lovingly: 'You're your sister's sibling, yet you're always babbling like a jumping shrimp.' At that moment, I laugh louder and think to myself: my older sister is indeed my older sister, only she can be like that... And my sister smiles, looking at me tenderly. At other times, she never competes but always sacrifices for me in everything because she thinks I'm still young.
I remember the childhood we, the two sisters, spent together, peaceful and happy. I don't know since when my older sister has been by my side like a beloved one. She's always gentle and protective, taking care of me. I'll never forget one time when I was in first grade, we went to the market with our mom, and I got lost in the crowded market. I kept crying, looking around at unfamiliar faces. People gathered around, asking me, but I was confused and didn't know how to answer. Just when I was most afraid, I saw my older sister rushing over, calling me hurriedly: 'Út, Út!' Oh, I was so overjoyed at that moment, my older sister came to me like an angel, helping me out of loneliness and fear. Strangely, not only was I crying, but my older sister was also sobbing uncontrollably, tears wetting her rosy cheeks. Despite being only two years older than me, she acted very maturely. Back then, our parents were busy with many things, and my older sister was the one who prepared meals for me, wiped my face, bathed me, and put me to bed for nap every summer afternoon. Her gentle lullabies echoed in my ears with playful childish rhymes:
The coconut shell, the pond, the dung
All three plump up which one's fur the longest...
Then beautiful dreams came to me, when did they start, in the innocent lullabies of my older sister.
That's why I adore my sister, Hai, because she always looks out for me: shielding me from the rain when it pours, putting a hat on my head when the sun shines. She brings me so much joy, sometimes saving a slice of cream cake she knows I love, sometimes narrating fascinating fairy tales for me to hear, sometimes teaching me with a gentle scolding when I'm distracted, but she never lays a hand on me. She says: 'I only have one sibling, so I have to spoil them.' Hai is like that, that's why I love my Hai so much.
I also admire my older sister because she is very diligent and excels in her studies, making our parents proud. From first grade until now, she has always been among the top three students in class. My sister is very good at learning foreign languages; she often explores the internet, watches movies with subtitles, and boldly communicates with foreigners to improve her English proficiency. Recently, when she participated in the city's Literature Olympiad, she won the third prize. I follow my sister's example in my studies. And if there's anything I need help with, I have the best tutor by my side.
I hope my Hai always succeeds in life and in her studies. Her diligence, hard work, and humility make me believe she deserves even more success. No matter how much time passes, our sibling bond will always remain strong. My Hai will always be the most beloved member of our warm and happy family. Each of us needs to cherish the love within our family. Because it is the deepest source of human happiness.
