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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Funny (10/04/12)

TITLE: Remembering Things Differently
By Darleen Coon
10/08/12


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"When is Uncle Kevin going to get here?” Ty and Sarah whined while pulling on my shirt for my attention.

“He’ll be here soon, honey,” I leaned over and patted them on their heads.

Kevin was my older brother, my only sibling, and he had been stationed in Afghanistan for the past 2 years. We were all anxious for him to get to the house. He was going to stay with us for a couple of weeks until his apartment became available.

Finally, my husband, Brad, drove up in the driveway with his much-anticipated passenger. The kids raced out of the house screaming, “Uncle Kevin, Uncle Kevin!”

Later, as we were sitting around the dinner table, Kevin and I were reminiscing about when we were kids.

“Remember the time when I dared you to go into old man Grady’s store and steal candy? You did it, but you weren’t sneaky enough. You got caught and Grady marched you home. You got in so much trouble!” Kevin laughed.

I grimaced, “Funny, I remember things differently…I remember you teased me, called me a sissy. You said you had done it tons of times, that if I couldn’t do it I was no sister of yours. Then, when I got caught, you were nowhere around. I got spanked and grounded for 2 weeks. You thought it was hilarious. Me? Not so much.”

Kevin continued, “What about that time you got lost at the pool and accepted a ride home from a stranger? You got in so much trouble with the folks over that one. I think they thought you were going to be kidnapped or something.”

“Funny, that you should forget that you were with me until you decided to desert me to go off with your friends. I was only five and didn’t have a clue how to get home. I was bawling my eyes out, when this nice couple with two little kids offered to help me find my way home. You were not a nice brother back then you know,” I reminded him.

He continued with his walk down memory lane, “Remember, what’s his face? The guy you went to the prom with? Was his name Tom? Wasn’t he the football quarter back? Funny you never heard from him again after that date.”

I sighed loudly, “That, wasn’t funny in the least, Kev. You bet him that he couldn’t get me to give him a kiss goodnight. He was hitting on me all night long and was really annoying. After he told me about the bet, I gave him a kiss, just so you would lose the bet.”

Kevin looked at me with a boyish grin that reminded me of Ty. “I guess I was a pretty rotten brother to you,” he finally agreed. “I guess I’m lucky you still even speak to me, let alone let me stay in your home.”

“Yeah, you are lucky,” I agreed with a teasing tone. “In my advanced years, I have learned to forgive. After all, I only have one brother, and if I can’t forgive him all of his horrendous deeds, it would be a lonely, boring existence.”

Kevin reached over and put his hand on mine. “Seriously, Sis, I am so lucky to have you. Because of the love and forgiveness you have shown me over the years, I have been able to do the same during some horrendous experiences by some very evil people in Afghanistan. I know the reason you have been able to give me that love and forgiveness is because you believe in Jesus. Because of your example, I have also become a Christian”

“Aw, Kev, I am so very happy for you! I have been praying daily for your safety and your salvation,” I said with tears in my eyes.

“It took me a while; I was just so angry and filled with hate for those people. Then I remembered all of the mean stuff that I did to you over the years and realized that if you could forgive me, love me, and be filled with joy that is what I needed to do to those people. I just didn’t like the person I had become. Thanks Sis, for showing me the way,” he said with a half smile.
• This is a fictional story


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CD (Camille) Swanson 10/11/12
I truly enjoyed this story. It had sentimental value and held a significant message. Thanks, nicely done.
God bless~
lynn gipson 10/11/12
Great Story! I have a brother much like Kevin (when I was young) who went to vietnam. I could relate to the mean brother bit. Thank you for this and keep writing!
Marie Hearty 10/12/12
Brothers can be baaaad, can't they? I never knew I had any till just a couple of years ago and I wish I had known of them sooner... but better late than never. Although, I do have 4 sons and a daughter so I can relate to the sibling rivalry that goes on.

Good story. God bless!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/13/12
This is a powerful story. It's amazing how our actions can impact others in ways we might never imagine.

I think you did a great job of showing instead of telling in the beginning but then later on you slipped into using taglines like he said. This line here is an excellent example of showing and not telling: “He’ll be here soon, honey,” I leaned over and patted them on their heads.
It lets the reader know who is speaking as well as giving them some insight into the MC's personality--loving because of the gentle pat.

I thoroughly chuckled at how the siblings remember things differently. I'm the baby of my family and remember things totally different than my sisters. You did a nice job of writing on topic while delivering an important message. This is an impressive read and I really enjoyed it.
Adele Threadgold10/14/12
Wow, this brought a tear to my eyes. I loved it. God uses ways we cannot imagine to show someone the way to Jesus, and this touches that point. Actions speak louder than words. Excellent.
Garnet Miller 10/14/12
It's funny how two people can remember the same incident so differently. Great story!
Judy Sauer 10/17/12
Family moments ... often tense yet we enjoy the sentimental moments. Thanks for sharing this story.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 10/19/12
Congratulations for ranking 7th in level one!