I'm reading The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens for my summer work, and I decided that I should tell one of the little stories in it. It's truly amazing and I think you guys will love it. Also, this story is being told in the perspective of a girl:
"When I was in ninth grade, my big brother Hans, who was a junior in high school, seemed to me to be the epitome of popularity. He was good in sports and dated a lot. Our house was always filled with his cool friends, guys I dreamed would someday think of me as more than just "Hans's dumb little sister."
Hans asked Rebecca Knight, the most popular girl in the school, to go with him to the junior prom. She accepted. He rented the tux, bought the flowers, and, along with the rest of his popular crowd, hired a limo and made reservations at a fancy restaurant. Then, a disaster struck. On the afternoon of the prom, Rebecca came down with the terrible flu. Hans was without a date, and it was too late to ask another girl.
There were a number of ways Hans could have reacted, including getting angry, feeling sorry for himself, blaming Rebecca, even choosing to believe that she really wasn't sick and just didn't want to go with him, in which case he would have had to believe that he was a loser. But Hans chose not only to be proactive but to give someone else the night of her life.
He asked me-me! his little sister!-to go with him to his junior prom.
Can you imagine my ecstasy? Mom and I flew about the house getting me ready. But when the limo pulled up with all of his friends, I almost chickened out. What would they think? But Hans just grinned, gave me his arm, and proudly escorted me out to the car like I was the queen of the ball. He didn't warn me not to act like a kid; he didn't apologize to the others; he ignored the fact that I was dressed in a simple sort-skirted piano-recital dress while all of the other girls were in elegant formals.
I was enchanted at the dance. Of course, I spilled punch on my dress. I'm sure Hans bribed every one of his friends to dance at least one dance with me because I never sat out once. Some of them even pretended to fight over who got to dance with me. I had the greatest time. And so did Hans. While the guys were dancing with me, he was dancing with their dates! The truth is, everyone was wonderful to me the whole night, and I think part of the reason was that Hans chose to be proud of me. It was the dream night of my life, and I think every girl in the school fell in love with my brother, who was cool enough, kind enough, and self-confident enough to take his little sister to his junior prom."
My brother would never do something like that XD. He would honestly think that it was major incest, especially since we don't really look that similar and a lot of people would actually think we're going out.
~Sabofo
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