Sisters love.

I was the baby of the family. Yep! Three girls. The first born is six years older then I, the second my favorite is only 18 months older than I — poor darling. When you’re the baby of the family, you get away with quite a lot.

I was always the adventurous one; the dare me not. Oh poor Dianne the middle child, what an awkward position. I could get her to do just about anything. It was her character so loving and naive at the same time that let me get away with so many naughty acts.

She would always take the blame for me. Maman would blame her, but I knew for sure it wasn’t her fault.

I still have a ball with my sister Dianne when we manage to meet in Canada. We talk about the old times together and laugh all night. She is so dear to me. I think you’ve guessed it; I miss her terribly.

Now, when I visit her, I imagine the family says, Oh! Watch out aunt Eleanor is coming to visit.

Why? Because each time I visit I manage to disrupt the whole family. That’s me.

Once I bought my nephew oars for his new boat. We decided to go fishing. It wasn’t my fault he chose to fish somewhere else. He had told his father we were fishing God knows where but we ended up somewhere else. Well! My nephew drove the car and trailer with the boat to the river so we could go fishing.  But later that evening, when the mosquitoes were eating us live we went back to shore. Then…the calamity happened. Cars in Italy have keys that go into the ignition in both ways, little did I know that the Canadian vehicles don’t. What happened? I broke the key in the ignition. OMG! Now what? I walked to the nearest home begging them to let me call my sister. We were stuck.

All went well afterward. My brother in law, probably upset came to our rescue all the same — what a good guy.

This isn’t it though. I was left alone with the kids, and I had to prepare them lunch one day. Living in Italy for so long I cook from scratch. Well…I looked in the fridge and couldn’t find anything. I peered into the freezer, and there you go, two slices of meat that I could use to make hamburgers. But…little did I know that it was moose meat. My brother in law would have surely wanted to kill me. But the kids loved the hamburgers, and no one said a word.

This is only one episode where I, well, disrupted the family.


Now, let me hear what stupid thing you did in your life.

You have no idea of what I put my middle sister through when we were teenagers. If you want to know more, let me know.



Author: eleanorannpeterson

As a child, I spent my summer holidays by the swamp catching tadpoles and other creepy critters or running after wild animals. I wanted to become a veterinarian when I grew up. But destiny turned my life around - I moved to Italy, where I obtained my BS in Environmental Sciences and Territorial Management. When not working in our family-run business, I write, read, play with clay, doodle, and go on scavenger hunts in the woods, followed by my six cats.

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