Submitted by Anonymous
I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day after day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.
One day, I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father discovered about the stolen money right away.
'Who stole the money?' he asked my brother and me.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, 'Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you both should be punished!' Suddenly, my younger brother gripped Father's hand and said, 'Dad, I was the one who did it!' He took the blame, and punishment, for me.
In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, 'Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened.' I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me. That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central part of town. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province.
That night, Father squatted in the yard, smoking packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, 'Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?'
Mother wiped off her tears and sighed, 'What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?'
At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of Father and said, 'Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books.' Father became angry.
'Why do you have a spirit so weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!' And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money.
I stuck out my hand as gently as I could to my brother's face, and told him, 'A boy has to continue his study. If not, he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing.' I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university.
Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; 'Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you.' I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.
With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university. That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old.
One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, 'There's a villager waiting for you outside!' Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, 'Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?'
He replied with a smile, 'Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?'
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, 'I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance.'
From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, 'I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. I think you should also have one.' I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, 'Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of Mom and Dad here.'
My husband became the directors of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.
One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, 'Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?'
With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, 'Think of your brother-in-law, he just became the director. If I, being uneducated, would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?'
My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, 'But you lack in education only because of me!'
'Why do you talk about the past?' he said and then he held my hand. That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, 'Who is the one person you respect and love the most?'
Without even taking a time to think, he answered,' My sister.' He continued by telling a story I could not even remember. 'When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost one of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather. She could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I lived, I would take care of my sister and would always be good to her.'
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me. I found it hard to speak, 'In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother,' And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.
Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.
Soo painful nd encouraging this really touched my soul
Busiswa 7 days ago from EasternCape Mtata
Wow, this story is so touching :)
Neshy about 1 month ago from East london
Wow. .wish he's my bro..m indeed vry touch by hm
Penti 5 months ago from Mkg
Excellent and heart touching story.
ismatullah 10 months ago from Pakistan
Im presently the only child of my mother, I am 30 years old. I met a young man whom I found puzzling and always smiling which was strange to me as I was such a lonely sad child. He became my brother, friend whom I asked questions and learned from. He has 6 siblings and 25 steps (bro & sis) and found me strange too. Now 10 years later he became my husband but truly he will always be my big brother.
Let us all appreciate the gift of brothers and sisters for we often forget or see them as regular folks in the family. Im blessed daily by the inspiration and knowledge I gain reading these touching stories.
Idong 10 months ago from Nigeria
I m so touched with this story. Thanks to share with us...
Jimmy 11 months ago from Madhya Pradesh
mahi 12 months ago from kharora
was very touched really felt like crying, the love for the brother was soo amazing
patience about 1 year ago from Harare
I am so touched my this story i feel really proud od this story it has shown me hpw a brother should act i love the way u wrote the story gratss from my deep heart real grats this is the only story he really touched my heart.,
sarker about 1 year ago from london
I have 3 beautiful, loving and caring brothers...1 left us 2 years ago. R.I.P. Rex...we miss you so much
Dinani over 1 year ago from Suva, Fiji Islands
I remember my brother...I love him the most because he helped and take care of the family even if he has his own family now...he is struggling but he's responsible.
Cyril Q. over 1 year ago from Philippines
I want such brother.. I miss him :(
chaithra over 1 year ago from tumkur
I miss my brother..:(
apple pile over 1 year ago from philippines
Great story...I wonder if such relationships really exists. It forced me to look at my relations in a different way.
Tarv over 1 year ago from Mumbai
That brother is amazing and so wonderful. This story has inspired me to be better!
Edwin M. over 5 years ago from Miami, florida
What a touching story! My eyes welled up with tears while reading it. I have a brother who is exactly like this--just like the boy in the story! He is younger than me but I have always looked up to him, respected him and admired him. He is my hero. Brothers truly are wonderful blessings!
Eileen P over 5 years ago from Washington State
I'm choking up with tears. Your brother certainly has a big heart. Bless you all and may you always be a shining example to those around you.
Norman O. over 5 years ago from Cayman Islands
Your story really touched my heart, and I felt as if I have a lump in my throat-a sign I feel when I feel pain or am touched. There is never been any love greater than laying down your life for others to live.
Adeyinka A. almost 6 years ago from Surulere, Lagos, Nigeria
Wow! That's all I can say. Let us all be this selfless!
Kayla A. about 6 years ago from Kaysville, UT
I shed tears while reading this.
The love and care that both of you shared for each other is just amazing.
Mel T about 6 years ago from Syd, Australia
This story reminds me of my brother. He also has sacrificed so many things for me... brothers are angels too.
Latosha M. over 6 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia
Deki S. over 6 years ago from Bhutan
An amazing story.
Nick over 6 years ago from Miami, Florida USA
I am speechless.
Dreamy G. over 6 years ago from India
This story is so touching and meaningful.
Tiffany P. over 6 years ago from Sydney, Australia
I am at loss of words for you brother's love, sister! Blessed you both be!!
Rose over 6 years ago from India