Sisterhood
Royalty was the name of my high school dance team. As a new member, each of us got paired up with an older girl on the team called a Royalty Sister. A Royalty Sister was someone who helped the new member on the team, invested in gifts to one another on special occasions, and to have a supportive friend on the team. Aqsa was my Royalty sister. She was loud and silly, but she never talked to anyone. I didn’t understand why I got paired up with Aqsa. She wasn’t my ideal friend at least at first, but I had to tolerate her because we were on the dance team together. Little did I know an experience with Aqsa would change my whole prospector of her.
Every summer, Royalty goes to a team building camp in New Braunfels. I know I had to spend …show more content…
I sprinted to the other side of the living room straight to my bedroom saying goodnight with a fake smile on my face. I jumped frantically in bed while adjusting the sheets I took a look at Aqsa sleeping innocently.
“Just tell her what you heard,” I told myself.“No way! I didn’t even tell them to stop. I was eavesdropping on their conversation. I can’t tell Aqsa the words that were said, but I would not want anyone talking out her,” I thought
The next afternoon We were hitting the high ropes. Our adventure started on the 40 to 70 foot poles connected by a few ropes. In the back of my mind, I replayed the horrible word that were said less than 10 hours ago. The awful feeling about not telling Aqsa stirred guilt inside me. To free my guilty I took Aqsa along to the buddy ropes. Aqsa and I could connect through this. Looking at the 40 foot poles with a thick black rope to stand on, well easy enough getting me and Aqsa across a ropes to ring a cowbell. Aqsa’s eyes began popping out of her head looking up at the 40 foot pole.
“I’ll go first.” I blurted out. Going up the unsteady pole, moving with every step made me have second thoughts about being the brave …show more content…
By the excessive nodding I knew she was still there 40 feet up in the sky with me.
“Can we say it out loud?” She asked.
“If it will help us ring the bell,” I replied.
“OUTSIDE FOOT” “INSIDE FOOT” “OUTSIDE FOOT” “INSIDE FOOT,” we yelled together. Aqsa and I hit that cow bell for a sign that we finished the ropes. She could not stop hugging me after getting down from the ropes. “Thank you for that. I feel so adventurous,” Aqsa said. I can see Aqsa is like me in a way. I realized that this was a start to a beautiful friendship.
I think about me and Aqsa's first experience having fun was pretty awesome. Judging Aqsa like what are teammates did wasn’t right. Even though I did the same at first when I found out that she was my Royalty Sister. No matter what people said about Aqsa it didn’t matter. I realized it was wrong to judge her because I know the real Aqsa. I see now we can actually be great friends. She’s fun, nice and caring. She actually reminded me of myself in a way. We are inseparable now almost like real
Royalty was the name of my high school dance team. As a new member, each of us got paired up with an older girl on the team called a Royalty Sister. A Royalty Sister was someone who helped the new member on the team, invested in gifts to one another on special occasions, and to have a supportive friend on the team. Aqsa was my Royalty sister. She was loud and silly, but she never talked to anyone. I didn’t understand why I got paired up with Aqsa. She wasn’t my ideal friend at least at first, but I had to tolerate her because we were on the dance team together. Little did I know an experience with Aqsa would change my whole prospector of her.
Every summer, Royalty goes to a team building camp in New Braunfels. I know I had to spend …show more content…
I sprinted to the other side of the living room straight to my bedroom saying goodnight with a fake smile on my face. I jumped frantically in bed while adjusting the sheets I took a look at Aqsa sleeping innocently.
“Just tell her what you heard,” I told myself.“No way! I didn’t even tell them to stop. I was eavesdropping on their conversation. I can’t tell Aqsa the words that were said, but I would not want anyone talking out her,” I thought
The next afternoon We were hitting the high ropes. Our adventure started on the 40 to 70 foot poles connected by a few ropes. In the back of my mind, I replayed the horrible word that were said less than 10 hours ago. The awful feeling about not telling Aqsa stirred guilt inside me. To free my guilty I took Aqsa along to the buddy ropes. Aqsa and I could connect through this. Looking at the 40 foot poles with a thick black rope to stand on, well easy enough getting me and Aqsa across a ropes to ring a cowbell. Aqsa’s eyes began popping out of her head looking up at the 40 foot pole.
“I’ll go first.” I blurted out. Going up the unsteady pole, moving with every step made me have second thoughts about being the brave …show more content…
By the excessive nodding I knew she was still there 40 feet up in the sky with me.
“Can we say it out loud?” She asked.
“If it will help us ring the bell,” I replied.
“OUTSIDE FOOT” “INSIDE FOOT” “OUTSIDE FOOT” “INSIDE FOOT,” we yelled together. Aqsa and I hit that cow bell for a sign that we finished the ropes. She could not stop hugging me after getting down from the ropes. “Thank you for that. I feel so adventurous,” Aqsa said. I can see Aqsa is like me in a way. I realized that this was a start to a beautiful friendship.
I think about me and Aqsa's first experience having fun was pretty awesome. Judging Aqsa like what are teammates did wasn’t right. Even though I did the same at first when I found out that she was my Royalty Sister. No matter what people said about Aqsa it didn’t matter. I realized it was wrong to judge her because I know the real Aqsa. I see now we can actually be great friends. She’s fun, nice and caring. She actually reminded me of myself in a way. We are inseparable now almost like real