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This is an inspiring real story that telling about brother's sacrifice for his sister, and I think it's good chance to share this one for you. Let's check it out the following story.
I was born in mountainous village where it was
isolated area. Day after day, my parents plowed the yellow dry ground, and their backs faced the sky. I have a brother, three years younger than me.
One time, to buy a handkerchief that is
where all the girls around me seem to be carrying her, I stole fifty cents from my father's drawer. He immediately noticed. He made my brother and I knelt in front of the wall, with a bamboo stick in his hand. "Who stole the money?" He asked. I stare, too afraid to speak. Father did not hear anyone confess, so he said, "Well then, you two are worth beating!" He raised the bamboo stick high. Suddenly, my Brother
grabbed his hand and said, "Daddy, I did it!"
The long stick struck the back of my brother repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept whipping him until he was out of breath. He sat on our brick bed and scolded, "You've learned to steal from home now, what shameful thing will you do in the future?. You deserve to be beaten to death!
That night, mother and I hugged my brother in a hug. His body was full of wounds, but he did not shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, I suddenly started crying. My brother covered my mouth with her little hand and said, "Sis, do not cry anymore now. Everything has happened."
I still always hate myself for not having enough courage to go ahead confess. Years have passed, but the incident still looks like yesterday. I will never forget my sister's face when she protects me. At that time, my brother was 8 years old. I am 11 years old. When my sister was in her final year in junior high, she graduated to enter high school in the district center. At the same time, I was accepted to enter a provincial university.
That night, Daddy squatted in the yard, smoking his tobacco cigarette, pack after bag. I heard him frown, "Both our children gave such a good result. such a good result. " well "Mother wiped her tears flowing and sighed," What's the point? How can we finance both at once? "
Right then, my sister walked out to my father and said, "Daddy, I do not want to go to school anymore, have enough reading books." Daddy swung his hand and hit my sister on his face. "Why do you have a soul so weak as a fucker? Even if it means I have to beg on the streets I will send you both to school! "And so he knocked every house in the village to borrow money. I stretched my hand as softly as I could over my swollen sister, and said, "A boy must continue his studies; otherwise he will never leave this abyss of poverty. "I, on the other hand, have decided not to go to university anymore.
Who would have thought the next day, before dawn came, my sister left the house with some shabby clothes and a few dried nuts. She sneaked beside my bed and left a piece of paper on my pillow: "Sister, getting into the university is not easy. I'll go find a job and send you some money. "
I hold the paper on my bed, and cry with tears running down my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old. I'm 20.
With the money my father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from hauling cement on his back at the construction site, I finally got to the third year (at the university). One day, I was studying in my room, when my roommate came in and told me, "There's a resident hamlet waiting for you out there!"
Why is there a resident hamlet looking for me? I walked out, and watched my brother from afar, his whole body covered with dust of cement and sand. I asked him, "Why do not you tell my roommate you are my brother?" He replied, smiling, "Look how I look. What would they think if they knew I was your brother? Are not they going to laugh at you? "
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept the dust off my sister all, and stumbled in my words, "I do not care what anyone says! You are my brother no matter what! You are my brother no matter how you look.
From his pocket, he pulled out a butterfly-shaped hairpin. He put it on me, and went on to explain, "I see all the city girls wearing it. So I think you should have one too. "I could not stop myself any longer. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried and cried. That year, he was 20. I'm 23.
The first time I brought my boyfriend to the house, the broken window had been replaced, and looked clean everywhere. After my boyfriend came home, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother. "Mom, mom does not have to spend so much time cleaning our house!" But she said, smiling, "It was your brother who came home early to clean the house. Do not you see the wound on his hand? He was injured when installing the new window glass. "
I went into my little brother's room. Seeing his thin face, a hundred needle felt stabbed. I put a little saleb on his wound and wrapped his wound. "Is that sick?" I asked him. "No, it does not hurt. You know, when I work at a construction site, stones fall on my feet every time. Even that does not stop me from working and "Halfway through the sentence he stopped. I turned my back to him, and tears streamed down my face. That year, my brother was 23. I was 26.
When I got married, I lived in town. Many times my husband and I invite my parents to come and live with us, but they never want to. They say that once they leave the village they will not know what to do. My sister disagrees too, saying, "Sister, keep your parents in law. I'll keep mom and dad here. "
My husband became the director of his factory. We wanted my sister to get a job as a manager in the maintenance department. But my sister rejected the offer. He insisted on starting work as a reparations worker.
One day, my brother was on a ladder to repair a cable, when she got an electric shock, and was hospitalized. My husband and I went to visit him. Seeing a white cast on his leg, I grumbled, "Why do you refuse to be a manager? Managers will never have to do something dangerous like this. See you now, the injuries are so serious. Why do not you listen to us before? "
With a serious look on his face, he defended
his decision. "Think sister-in-law-she's just been a director, and I'm barely educated. If I become a manager like that, what kind of news
which will be delivered? "
My husband's eyes are filled with tears, and then come out. My words are a piece: "But you lack education because of me!" "Why talk about the past?" My brother grabbed my hand. That year, he was 26 and I was 29.
My brother then turned 30 when he married a man
the peasant girl from the village. At the wedding, the host of the celebration asked him, "Who do you respect and love most?" Without even thinking he replied, "My sister."
He continued by retelling a stories I can not even remember. "When I went to elementary school, he was in a different village. Every day my sister and I walked for two hours to go to school and go home. One day, I lost one of my gloves. My brother gave one of his own. He only wears one and goes far. When we got home, his hands were so shaky because the weather was so cold he could not hold his chopsticks. From that day on, I swear, as long as I am alive, I will look after my brother and be kind to him. "
Applause filled up the room. All the guests turned their attention to me. The words are so hard to utter out my lips, "In my life, the person I am most thankful for is my sister." And in this most happy moment, in front of this crowd of celebrations, tears stream down from my face like a river.
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In a family, siblings play an important role in making a family a taste in heaven. Mutual remind, direct, help, or even have to share each other's likes and sorrows. this story is full of inspiration, I love to read it. thank for your share fataelrumy.. your post is very useful..
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hi fataelrumy, i am very interested to read your post. i like it. A true story of the sacrifice and struggle of a younger brother to his brother. For the sake of his brother's success and happiness, his sister is willing to work hard.. thank you very much fataelrumy.. hope a nice day is fun.. good luck (:
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Your little brother is hamdsome,,,,, I hope he is be the Sholih kids..... amiinn.....
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