Every man and woman, boy and girl, possess a certain role in their family. Their roles go so much deeper than that of mother, father, sister, or brother. Yet, their roles are more analogous to a teacher, student, idol, or friend. One?s role in his or her family determined by not what he or she is, but who he or she is.
When it comes to my family, I am more than just a relative I am an example and a guide. For instance, my little brother is a three-year old and he idolizes and mimics everything that I do. He looks up to me and notices and believes that everything that I do and say is right and everything else is wrong. For example, one day I was playing music in my room and he came in and watched me. Then, no more than two hours later, I heard music coming from my room and I went up there to see who it was. Much to my surprise, there was my brother singing and dancing to the same song that I was playing earlier. He even watches the same shows that I watch on television. To cite an instance, if I am not at work, I like to watch WWF wrestling every Monday and Thursday. But, on many occasions, I come home about an hour into the program only to find my brother sitting in my room and watching wrestling with the s
But, I never complained about it at all. Although a thank you was never said, it is understood. Every two weeks, I would come home with a check and it would be divided between various expenses such as groceries, gas and lights. Just when I think that I know everything that there is to know, they continue to amaze me with their knowledge. Similarly, while I am a teacher to my brother, I am a student of my parents. Ones role can be anything from a leader, a follower, a protector, or just a friend. So, between work and school, I was a very tired and aggravated person. That experience taught me what it is like to be responsible for others and also how to be a man. She has always been there for me, and she never turns her back on me when I need her help. When my brother watches me act, he reacts. It is my responsibility to teach him right from wrong if I want him to grow up and make the right decisions. Finally, I was, and still am in many ways, a provider. For example, before I came to Morehouse College, I was afraid that I was not going to make it through the academic year. When I look at my mother nowadays, I do not just see a parent; I see a teacher and a friend.