Even with my family, I feel sort of ‘other.’ I’m the only one of my siblings who wasn’t born in Jamaica. For a long time, I didn’t feel very connected to Jamaican culture, but because I was raised so heavily with that cultural influence, I realized that my inner monologue is a Jamaican woman.
Once school let out every year, my siblings and I would get packed into a station wagon to drive to South Carolina to see my grandparents for summer vacation. If school let out on Friday, we were probably in the station wagon no later than Sunday morning, and we would make stops along the way.
I grew up in a neighborhood that was heavily policed. I witnessed my brothers and my siblings continuously stopped and frisked by law enforcement. I remember my home being raided. And one of my questions as a child was, why? Why us? Black Lives Matter offers answers to the why.
I’m the youngest sibling of a very outspoken, very popular character. As much as I love to share the stage with him and share the narrative with him we we have had our entire lives, I have my own creative outlook on things.
Compared with the rest of the Royal Family, Charles is a thoroughly Renaissance man, moved by beauty, music, and art in a way that largely passes his parents, his siblings, and his sons by.
My parents raised me and my six siblings with little money… but lots of love.
My siblings and I were watching the evening news and we saw it flashed across the screen that our father had been shot… we just knew that something terrible had happened.
My brother Arthur was born in 1951. I came next, followed by three more siblings in rapid succession.
I’m the eldest of three siblings.
My siblings and I were friends with the boys who would become our stepbrothers – we grew up on the same street. I feel very special to have these amazing people in my life and if we hadn’t all moved into this big house together I think I would have missed out on that, because we would have drifted apart.
I have four sisters, three younger sisters, so I’ve been an older sibling to people before.
I was the eldest child, so I know how it feels to have attention shared with a sibling.
When it came to my childhood – growing up in a single-parent home, often struggling financially – my mother definitely instilled in me and my siblings this strength, this will, to just continue to survive and succeed.
I’m actually an only child with very supportive parents, so I didn’t have the sibling rivalry to draw from.
My siblings weren’t playing music; I was the only one who wanted to buy a guitar and was listening on headphones the whole time.
So it – we have one enduring, uh, idea that will always live on with the Smothers Brothers, that ‘Mom always liked you best.’ We’re the universal, uh, feeling that every child, every sibling has had somewhere along the line. Or, ‘Who did she like best?’ And that became kind of a little mantra.
Donald, following the lead of my grandfather and with the complicity, silence and inaction of his siblings, destroyed my father. I can’t let him destroy my country.
All my siblings became artists. One’s a novelist, my brother is a painter, my sister was a costume designer.
My mother is a very strong woman. We were seven kids; five of them passed away. My elder brother and I are alive. My mother lost five kids, her husband, her parents and siblings. But she is so strong, she is living for the people who are alive.
I was someone’s younger sibling and I finally have my own voice and my own spotlight.
I think a family is the best way to open up the appeal of a show because everyone has a mother. Everyone has a father. Everyone has cousins or siblings. Everyone’s trying to pursue their romantic ideals and their relationship ideals.
My dad loved Scotland, so we would pile into his caravan and head for the Highlands, to Fort William and Loch Ness. It was such an adventure – my siblings and I were allowed to roam and explore the local beaches. We loved the freedom of those trips.
On the weekend of the Olympic trials, I lashed out at someone I’m really close to. I’ve lashed out at my mum, my siblings. It’s so hard when all you want to do is compete, and your body’s just denying you. But without my family, I’d be nothing.
I was always impressed by how much my dad went out in the yard and played with me and my siblings when we were kids. I’m sure he was tired coming back from work, since he traveled a lot. But he always took time out of his day to go out in the yard.
There isn’t any sibling rivalry; I think we have very different, very individual career paths and have never really thought that way. He’s my brother. I only have one, and we’re very close. We wouldn’t ever allow that stuff affect our relationship.
I am a super social person. I’m an only child, so I thrive on social settings and being around my friends because I make them my siblings. When I’m not acting or singing or working on anything, I am making new relationships with people because, to me, my friendships are very important.
Comic books and films have a lot more in common than, say, comics and books or films and books. The two art forms, to me, seem like pretty close siblings.
My siblings and I, we were raised on TV and films. Not a day went by that we weren’t watching one of three movies – ‘Caddyshack,’ ‘Animal House,’ ‘Beverly Hills Cop’ – on rotation. Our comedy, our personalities were set watching ‘Sesame Street’: these really sort of wacky, Jim Henson-y characters.
Friends are the siblings God never gave us.
I am the only one who is not married among my siblings.
I do find the sibling connection endlessly fascinating, as I do all family dynamics. I like how siblings seem to create their own parentless mini-civilization within a family, one that has its own laws, myths, language, humor, its own loyalties and treacheries.
I was the youngest girl among my siblings, a simple village girl, who perhaps was luckier than other siblings as I have the chance to go to school.
To serve in the modern military – or to be the uncle, parent or sibling of one who does – is to treat the necessary service and sacrifice of war with a sacred honor. In my community, we pile into cars and drive hundreds of miles to watch our children’s graduation from basic training.
I’m the only one in – of my siblings, my mom and my family – that hasn’t been affected by Lyme disease. It’s been really hard for me because I’m the only one that doesn’t really understand it.
Sibling relationships figure in a lot of my books. You don’t often see relationships between adult siblings explored in fiction.
I was born and brought up in Gurgaon to a middle class family. My father, now retired, worked with the revenue department, and my mother is a housewife. I have two siblings who are both married and have kids. But I was always interested in doing something apart from studies.
I’ve never had siblings, I didn’t grow up in a big family; it was just me and my single mom. And hectic family dysfunction was actually something that I craved.
To our American neighbors, we were model immigrants, a poster family. They told us so. My father had a law degree, my mother was on her way to becoming a doctor, and my siblings and I got good grades and always said ‘please’ and ‘thank you.’
When my father articulated his vision for the future, he expressed his wish that one day his children would be judged not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. This dream was not just about me and my siblings, but about our children and their children.
I had an older brother, an older sister and a younger brother, and though I look back fondly on my childhood, I think that when you’ve got four siblings sharing the same resources and a single kids’ bathroom, it’s going to get a little tense at times.
My parents separated before I was born, but they remained friends, so I was close to both sides of my family, with siblings and cousins and godparents. I’ve had the same best friend since grade six.
When it comes to major decisions in any area of the organization, I like to get the blessings of the shareholders – of which my siblings are the majority – and build a consensus even if it isn’t something that all of them agree on.
I learned from my parents to revere nature. Their way of teaching my siblings and I to respect the environment was to be in it, and so we spent a great deal of time outdoors.
My mother, all of her sisters and my siblings all went through a stage from the age of about 15 to 19 where they widened and then lengthened. Had I not been modelling, that would have been a phase that was in a family photo album rather than in Vogue.
I decided to move out of the apartment I was sharing with my best friend before graduation and move back home. My parents had recently separated, and I wanted to move back home with my mom and my siblings.
I don’t have siblings, which is probably the biggest reason why my parents were able to give the attention to my career that they did.
I had four siblings. We were hiking all the time. But camping? No. I don’t like the idea of the creatures at night.
My parents split before my fifth birthday, and I moved with Mom and my three siblings to her native Oahu.
My mom’s one of 13 siblings, and they all got six kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton.
My siblings, along with my parents Chris and Kath, are the reason that I am successful. Whether I wanted to become an elementary school teacher, enter and win Alternative Miss Ireland, enroll to do a Ph.D., or visit the White House to speak about fashion and disability, they supported me.
