Ka-baam now it hit me I am now an older brother. When Zach was born and came home, I wanted to hold him very much. The reason for this is he was very small and something inside me was saying ask your mom, ask your mom. So I asked my mom, and after a few minutes she replied yes. I treasured the moment because it has happened only once to me. It was very enjoyable to do.
When he was about 5 years old, he got into Legos. Then you would hear sounds coming from our playroom. For example, “Baaaam” and “Why did you do that.” By then I was eight and a half and had hundreds of Legos. So of course he asked me if he could build with them and the conversation went like this:
“Josh, can I build with your Legos.”
“All right”
When he turned seven years old he got 600 Lego blocks and a 15 by 15 platform. After he got it he dashed upstairs to start building. After a little bit he became quite good and then you would hear sounds like:
“Why isn’t this working?”
And I would reply “What did you do?”
Now we play every morning for 20-30 minutes, it is very pleasurable to do it.
When my dad tried to teach me biking I would not do it. But when my dad taught Zach he loved it. After that when I went to play outside he would be in my way whizzing around on his bike and it was very annoying. He liked it so much he requested to have his bike left outside so he could use it when he wanted to.
After getting into Biking he was not done instead of doing Baseball or basketball he chose to do swimming. I was glad about that but not for long. Soon we started arguing about who is a better swimmer. This changed my life because than my dad would take us to go swimming at the beach or at a swimming pool.
We will sometimes fight. For example, “Owwwwwwww.” That is what happens. These fights can be caused by almost anything. I enjoy arguing because I would make a good lawyer at least that is what my mom says another example, in the courtroom there are sounds like this: “Get to the point.”
The confusing thing is that we look alike we both have brown hair and brown eyes. A lot of people say that he is a miniature me.
When Zach started his clubs it was very annoying and it still is. Since Zach was born on July 20 we googled who else has the birthday July 20. What we found out was that he has the same birthday as Alexander the Great.
The final result is that he is a good brother. Even though he does things I may not like. The moral of this story is: “Be good to your siblings and they will be good back.” That is what my mom says.