MY BROTHER
‘Aah! Mom , help! Bilal is fighting with me again.’ These are the frequent shouts heard
in my household everyday.
This is because my brother is always fighting with me. I wish I had a sister as most sisters
are more like angels.
But my brother is like an alien and a dustbin, as my mother calls him, because he eats a
lot. He eats even rubbers and foam and all! That is surely disgusting! Yuck!
He’s got a memory that cannot remember even the names of the months! But he is perfect
in studies. He is very lazy at home. His favorite hobby is to get me into trouble. He also
likes to watch wrestling and is a great wrestler. Oh! I wish I had a sister instead. But, then
too, I wouldn’t want to exchange my brother for all the treasures of the sea.
AYESHA AIJAZ
IV B
2002-2003