Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Journal 3

( Traits )
A trait that is unique is the mole my older brother Chee has. Reason being is because its located dead center on his forehead. Man when we were kids my brother Txuj and I would always pick on him, and he would retaliate by punching us on the arm, or cussing us out. But one memory that I would carry on until the day I die is when I was around 6 years old. My mother had asked me to wake my brother up and that was what I did... or try to do. Shurging and yelling did nothing to Chee, maybe its because hes a heavy sleeper. So the last thing to do was to irriate him... and i knew just the thing that would get his blood boiling, and that was his mole. I raised my index finger and would start a count down, pretending his mole was a count down button.
CHEE WAKE UP ITS TIME FOR THE SPACE SHIP TO LAUNCH!!! 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 BLAST OFF!!!
And that was when I would pound my index finger into his forehead, and of course he would pound his fist into my face. To me, that was the lesson of my life, yet it was worth it.

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