Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Sisters are a unique treasure!

Month number 9, Task 5

Kada sam ja rođena bila sam jedino dete u porodici. Pažena, mažena, centar sve pažnje.

///////////////

When I was born I was the only child in the family. Centre of all the attention, loved, caressed, spoiled.


A onda je posle jedno 2,5 godine mama u kuću donela jedan presladak, pre vremena rođen smotuljak. Rekli su da je to moja sestra i sada su malo od sve one pažnje polako počeli i ka njoj da usmeravaju. Imitirala sam ih, radila ono što i oni: mazila je, hranila, gledala je i smejuljila se na pokrete njenih milimetarskih ručica.

/////////////

And then one day, after about 2,5 years my Mom brought into the house one little sweet, prematurely born bundle. They said that it was my sister and now a little of all that attention they directed towards her. I was imitating them, doing all the things they did: hugged her, fed her, watched and smiled while she was moving her little hands.

 
No, nije bilo tako retko da uvatim priliku kada odrasli ne gledaju pa da joj stavim prst u oko, ili da je bacim na pod, onako svu nevinu i umotanu. Plakala sam posle znajući da sam uradila nešto zabranjeno, ali bilo je jače od mene. Posle je malo porasla, pa sam promenila taktiku: sada su morali i meni da daju sve što i njoj, da sa mnom rade sve što i sa njom. Ponovo sam počela da pijem mleko iz flašice, ako  krenu po krompir u podrum zajedno sa njom u rukama jer plače, odmah se i ja uvatim za drugu ruku.

//////////////////

Anyway, not so rarely, I was catching the opportunity when the grown-ups weren`t watching, to put a finger in her eye, or to throw her on the floor, that little and innocent bundle. I was crying afterwards knowing that I did something wrong, but it was stronger than me. Then she grown a bit older, and I changed a tactic: they had to give me everything they were giving to her, had to do with me all the things they did to her. I started to drink milk from the baby bottle again, if they were to go to the basement for eg, the potato and were carrying her in the arms because she was crying, I was immediately catching the other hand.


Sestra je počela da izrasta u jedno jako milo i mirno stvorenje, koje se nije bunilo ni za šta, i uvek je čekala da ja prva biram, pa njoj šta ostane. Jedno vreme je čak plakala sva tužna što nije bila dečak, pa je tražila da je šišaju na kratko.

//////////

My sister started to grown into one dear and caring girl, who wouldn`t mind anything, and was always waiting for me to choose first, and she was satisfied with the other thing left. In one period she was crying because she wasn`t born as a boy, so she wanted to have a boylike hair.


I ponekad nije mogla da dočeka da poraste, pa da doživi neke stvari kroz koje je njena starija sestra već prošla.

////////

And sometimes she couldn`t wait to grow up and to experience some of the things her older sister has already tried.


Onda je došla jedna duga faza kada smo se puno zajedno igrale i kada sam shvatala šta to znači imati sestru, šta znači ne biti sam.

////////////

Than came one long phase when we were playing together and when I really became aware of what it means to have a sister, what it means not to be alone.



U svom pubertetu sam to ponekad zaboravljala, u situacijama kada čujem ono roditeljsko: "možeš da ideš, samo ako povedeš svoju mlađu sestru sa sobom"... No, to me je brzo prošlo, i onda sam jedva čekala da se tako sazrela družim sa svojom sestrom, sa njom da pričam i krijem tajne od mame i tate. Ali, đavola! Sada je došao njen pubertet i ona nije htela da ide bilo gde sa svojom starijom sestrom. Imala je svoje priče, svoje tajne i svoje faze. 

///////////

In my puberty sometimes I was forgetting about that, in the situations when my parents were like: "Ok, you can go, but only if you bring your younger sister with you".. Anyway, I got over that fastly, and than I couldn`t wait to hang out with my sister matured like that, to talk with her and to hide our secrets form Mom and Dad. But, no! Now her puberty came and now she was the one who didn`t want to hang out with her older sister. She got her own stories, her secrets and her phases.

No, ja sam strpljivo čekala da izađe iz te svoje faze, i od tada uspešno održavam svesnost da je imati sestru najveće blago koje neko može imati. Barem, dok ne dobiješ svoje dete :)

/////////

Anyway, I was patiently waiting for her to get out of that phase, and from than on I`m constantly aware of the fact that having a sister is the greatest treasure that one can have. At least until you have your own child :)

Čudno je to kako neko ko je po mnogim stvarima dijametralno različit od tebe, može toliko da ti bude blizak i da te razume i poznaje kao nijedna drugarica koju si sama birala.

/////////

It`s funny how someone who is so different from you, can be so close to you, know you and understand you like no other friend you have chosen for yourself.



Prošlo je dosta vremena, sa svim svojim fazama, a ja i dalje mogu reći da je moja sestra i moja najbolja drugarica. Znam tačno kada da je pustim jer želi da bude sama, a kada da zovem malo više jer je možda usamljena. I ona isto tako. Iako ponekad jedna radi stvari koje druga nikada ne bi, obe znamo da poštujemo naše različitosti i ne osuđujemo se.

////////////////////

It`s been a long time now, with all its phases, and I could still easily say that my sister is my best friend. I know exactly when to let her be by herself, and when to call her a bit more often because she maybe feels lonely. She does that also. Even though sometimes one is doing things the other one would maybe never do, we both know how to respect our differences and not to judge one another.

Moja sestra se nedavno udala, i polako zasniva svoju porodicu. Dinamika našeg odnosa se sa tim životnim promenama neminovno mora menjati, ali bliskost i povezanost ostaju, i niko ih ne može uništiti.

Volim te, Dando!

//////////

My sister has recently got married, and she`s slowly making her own primary family. The dynamics of our relatioship inevitably is changing because of that, but our closeness and bond are staying, and no one can destroy them.

I love you, Dando!




19 comments:

  1. Kako divna prica, bas sam se raznezila <3

    Ja sam jedinica i oduvek sam patila zbog toga i nikad nikom nisam poverovala kad kaze nesto u fazonu "blago tebi, ne moras nista ni sa kim da delis, sve je samo za tebe" itd.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Ima sve svoje cari. Ali, na kraju se svede sve na to da je najvaznije imati nekoga :)

      Delete
  2. Predivno! Oduvek sam maštala da imam sestru...al, eto, podarena sam starijim bratom...da se menjamo :)))

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Mozda samo na jedan dan, da vidim kakvo je to iskustvo :)

      Delete
    2. hahahahaha...ali upozoravam, ako se meni svidi, gotovo ;)

      Delete
  3. What a beautiful post! Yes, sisters are gifts from God..er..though not all the time. LOL!

    Happy WW!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Mmmmmmmm, mila Saskia, kako je lepo imati tebe za sestru!!!!! Hoću i ja!!!!

    ReplyDelete
  5. Divnice ste :). Ja sam oduvijek željela starijeg brata (nemoguće :D), al eto, ostadoh sama samcata, jedinica :D. Zato planiram nekad imati bar dvoje djece :).

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Nikad nije kasno da i sa decom ispunimo svoje zelje :)

      Delete
  6. Diiiiivan i nežan post.
    Ponekad pomislim da mi nije bitno koliko ću imati dece. Al kad pročitam ovakav post znam da bih ustvari volela da imam barem dvoje:)

    ReplyDelete
  7. This is a fabulous post! I too am fortunate... I have two sisters.

    http://joycelansky.blogspot.com/2013/01/wordless-wednesday-drivers.html

    ReplyDelete
  8. What a lovely story!

    Thanks for sharing :))

    ReplyDelete
  9. Lovely post! Please visit me when you have time at www.nanahood.com and link up if you like!

    ReplyDelete
  10. Kako volim ove stare fotografije^^
    Divne ste, mnogo ličite :D

    ReplyDelete
  11. Hello! i found your blog on the Aloha friday blog hop! I am your newest follower, can you please give me a follow back?

    http://www.beautybykrysti.blogspot.com

    thanks!

    ReplyDelete