For about a year ago (in February 2011) Day and
Jo played tug-of-war. Again, the match was funny to watch.
She pushes him, she pulls him, the younger girl always triumphs over her big brother. I take only one video, but
they play many, many times and the outcome is always the same.
When I said I wanted her to be
strong, I didn’t mean for her to be this strong!
Either that or Day is
frightfully weak.
But I don’t think it’s a case
of muscle power alone, because Day is capable of carrying NTUC bags of rice and
what-not up the stairs for me (which Jo claims are too heavy).
It’s also a case of how much
they want to win.
I understand Day. I think –
Ah, heck, what’s so important about winning? – and I let it all go in a fit of
laughter. I’m terribly uncompetitive.
KK understands Jo. They think
– we must win at all cost. He says, she will make a great sportsman if she can (or
if he can teach her to) channel that spirit in the right way.
As for Lu. She’s such a
delicate puff I ban her from getting too near when her siblings are brawling.
One accidental whack and her bones may break.
2 comments:
Lulu seems quite contented watching at the sidelines, eating her rice cracker. Jun
she's usually v contented being by herself. u should know wat.
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