My New York Hero
My New York hero is very different from most heroes. My hero is not someone who is very powerful or famous. My hero doesn’t risk her life everyday and she has never been forced to fight or overcome some adversity. But by the age of 17 she has helped me in more ways than even she knows. My New York Hero is my younger sister.
When we were younger I never really liked my sister, I didn’t want to be around her or spend time with her, even though she always seemed to want to spend time with me. She even used to try and talk my parents out of punishing me when I did something I wasn’t supposed to, which was fairly often. But my sister and I have now become closer, and we talk to each other about almost everything.
I remember when we used to fight my parents would tell me that one day I would realize my sister will be the one person who will always be in my life no matter what. Although at the time I thought they were wrong, I now see that they were right. My sister has been there for me even when everyone else in the world seems to be letting me down. I can recall the exact moment when I saw my sister as the hero she truly was. Once I had gotten into some trouble and everyone was either too busy or reluctant to help, even my own parents were unwilling to help me out of the situation I was in because they felt that leaving me to deal with it on my own would “teach me a lesson”. However my sister would not leave my side. It was at that moment that I knew she would always be there for me, and I promised myself that I would always be there for her.
Sometimes I feel like I should have been the younger sister, and I often wonder if I am as helpful to her as she is to me. When I was told to write about my New York hero I couldn’t really decide who to write about. There are so many brave people who share the streets of New York with us that it is so difficult to choose just one person who is a true hero to all. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that even though she isn’t a hero to all, my sister is my hero. She is willing to put not only me, but others that she loves before herself. She is thoughtful, and kind, and even though she has her flaws I know that I will always be able to turn to her.
April 25th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
I like Amanda’s choice of her hero. Sometimes, people assume that a hero must be someone famous. This is not the case. A hero can be anyone around you who has a positive influence on you. In this case, Amanda’s sister is that person. It’s great to see that connection inside the family. Often times, there is hostility between siblings. It’s great to see that someone can have their sibling as their hero, especially a younger one.
April 26th, 2009 at 9:55 pm
your blog was really touching and i def agree with you that a hero does not have to be someone famous that everyone knows. I think its also really touching because your sister is younger than you and a hero is usually someone who is older. I think you opened up with a meaning and let others know that even someone that usually looks up to you and is younger can be the person that inspires you.
April 26th, 2009 at 11:50 pm
I can relate to Amanda because my parents also gave me the lecture that its my brother and sister who will always be there to help me. They said something about blood being thicker than water. Unfortunately, my younger siblings haven’t proven to show that I can depend on them since they are always asking me for help, whether it is homework or other things. I guess its because I am very independent soul who sees seeking help as a sign of weakness which is also why I don’t go to teachers or professors for help. Although, I will take advantage of whatever connections they have or will provide.
April 27th, 2009 at 6:31 pm
I really enjoyed your choice of hero like Gerard, because I find it easy to relate to. I have two sisters, and I know that I cannot go a day without them. We sometimes fight and annoy each other, but at the end of the day they are there for me too! It was nice to understand what you were saying and I found this essay very enjoyable. Good job Amanda!