Essay on How The Oxygen Tank Was Bigger Than Me
In 1990 a beautiful baby boy was born to a newly married couple. My mom, with her huge curly hair, as was the style at the time, despite the beads of sweat on her temple, and my father dressed in scrubs and a surgical mask, looked into the eyes of my brother Alex. He was a perfectly normal boy, and why shouldn’t he be? My parents had followed the fairly new What to Expect When You 're Expecting, and they were both in the medical field, a doctor and a nurse.
As Alex grew he showed signs of being a genius. His dexterity was far beyond that of other children his age, and he could speak as eloquently as someone much older than he. He could solve simple math problem. He could play simple instruments. The most shocking part was he was only four years old.
In 1994, my mother peed on a stick and my existence was confirmed. My parents were both shocked that I had made it through a…