Everyone knows how sibling rivalry can be, “I’m better at [fill in whatever you desire] than you are!” Well, being that I have five sisters this wasn’t necessarily a problem we had. Until the day my sister, Annette, was in Tae Kwan Doe and I was in Karate. It was around Christmas time, Annette was in college and I was probably a freshman in high school. We were all sitting around chatting, my cousin visiting and goofing off with Annette, and some how the topic of martial arts was brought up. You could feel the tension in the air as my sister and I began our debate. “Tae Kwan Doe is so much better than Karate because blah blah blah!” “No, Karate is better because blah blah blah!” [No conditioner is better I make the hair silky smooth! For all you Billy Madison fans out there…you are welcome.] So with much debate and argument we decided to put our martial art skills into use. When I come to think about it, I really don’t think either of us really used any martial art skills rather than just wrestle and try to throw one another onto the ground. So after much wrestling, Annette throws me down and starts to walk away victoriously. “Oh no, she’s not getting off that easy.” I think. I charge towards Annette and BAM! She does an old back kick to my nose. My thoughts? “Oh shit this hurts!” and “Oh shit I’m going to cry!” Well me being the person I am—not liking to cry in front of anyone—announce how I am “Suddenly really tired,” and make a dash to my room so I can cry in privacy. My sister knowing this fact about me, follows me to my room to assure that I am “okay” and of course prove that “Tae Kwan Doe is better.” To this day my nose still feels, “taunt” every now and then and I will never forget that back kick maneuver she pulled out of nowhere.
