My Faithful Brother

My knight in shining armor is my brother, Joe, because he shows almost all of the virtues of knighthood, but I think his bailiwick is loyalty. Because even though we have fights sometimes he would never let anything bad happen to me. It has been like this forever, even when we were little kids.

When I was two and he was five we went to day care. I have a stuffed bear and he is orange and his name is Puffy. When we were dropped off this one time, Joe went up to his older-kid section that looked down on my younger-kid section. Joe was standing looking at me through the window and saw a kid about my age take Puffy. Joe was downstairs getting my Puffy back in a heartbeat. He pushed the other kid away snatched my Puffy back, gave it to me, and stood in front of me with his hands on his hips saying without words, You want to take her things, you have got to get through me first. Let me tell you, the other kid didn’t try to take my Puffy again.

Another example of him showing loyalty to me is when I was about 10 me and my family went to Ireland. When we were in Ireland we went to the Blarney Castle. In the Blarney Castle you can kiss the Lucky Blarney Stone. To kiss the stone, it is said, you will be blessed with the gift of eloquence, or the gift of gab, so it could be a blessing or a curse. When it was our turn I chickened out. I didn’t like the idea of hanging over the top of a castle as far as I could go with nothing to support me but some metal bars and a man holding my waist. My brother told me it was perfectly fine and I would be all right. He also told me if I didn’t do it I would regret it. So I kissed the Blarney Stone, and my brother is right. If I didn’t kiss it then I would regret it. I am really happy my brother talked me into it. It showed he was looking after me because he wanted me not to regret anything about our vacation.

Sometimes Joe is like a castle with his portcullis down because he doesn’t let people into his world. Sometimes I get scarred for him because if he is always locked up in his own messes and won’t let anyone else know about them then we can’t help him. I would defiantly call him my knight in shining armor. I look up to him so much and hope I am as good as a sister as he is a brother.

Carolyn Humbert, Indiana

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