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My sister gets her Bachelor's
May. 13th, 2005 01:31 amTomorrow, my sister walks at the University of Arkansas with the rest of her college. She actually graduated a semester ago with her accounting degree, with a job already lined up. I’m happy for her.
Although, I haven’t talked much about my only sibling, my elder sister. Her name is Hannah, although I rarely call her by her given name. Rather, it’s customary in Vietnamese culture to address your family by their rank rather than their name. To this day I know my uncles and aunts better by their rank than their actual names. I call her Chi Hai (which literally translates to Elder Sister Two, because starting off at one is bad luck) in the rare times I do respect the tradition. Nope, like any spoiled younger brother I have a plethora of nicknames for her to answer to.
Her path to accounting wasn’t straight. When she first entered college, she chose to major in chemical engineering. She toiled away three long years in engineering before she decided that wasn’t for her (hmmm, sounds familiar). I think she had been planning to do med school or pharmacy school, but the pressure got to her a bit. This was of course a bit of shock for my family, as things had been assumed to go differently.
Come to think of it, this was probably one of the major reasons that I shied away from med school and the like. I looked up to my sister. As much as I pestered her, I wanted to follow in her footsteps. She graduated third in her class out of high school, no small feat in a class of four hundred and fifty. If she stumbled on something, then that path wasn’t for me.
But her graduation gives me hope. The hope that I still choose to do what I want to do.
Although, I haven’t talked much about my only sibling, my elder sister. Her name is Hannah, although I rarely call her by her given name. Rather, it’s customary in Vietnamese culture to address your family by their rank rather than their name. To this day I know my uncles and aunts better by their rank than their actual names. I call her Chi Hai (which literally translates to Elder Sister Two, because starting off at one is bad luck) in the rare times I do respect the tradition. Nope, like any spoiled younger brother I have a plethora of nicknames for her to answer to.
Her path to accounting wasn’t straight. When she first entered college, she chose to major in chemical engineering. She toiled away three long years in engineering before she decided that wasn’t for her (hmmm, sounds familiar). I think she had been planning to do med school or pharmacy school, but the pressure got to her a bit. This was of course a bit of shock for my family, as things had been assumed to go differently.
Come to think of it, this was probably one of the major reasons that I shied away from med school and the like. I looked up to my sister. As much as I pestered her, I wanted to follow in her footsteps. She graduated third in her class out of high school, no small feat in a class of four hundred and fifty. If she stumbled on something, then that path wasn’t for me.
But her graduation gives me hope. The hope that I still choose to do what I want to do.
