When we answered Sam’s question about our use of closet versus closest in our WeeWorld posting we didn’t realise what issues the basic facts about our various levels of literacy would bring up. We have a masters degree, so some of us are literate. M did a majority of the masters degree alone, or in conjunction with W, so it was easy to keep the wording consistent and correct. However, we have problems when is comes to this blog as there are more of us present as it’s B who mainly writes here, so the chances of the words tumbling over each other and therefore getting mixed up is high.
Aimee is 9 and illiterate. Apparently she wasn’t allowed to go to school for anything but the sports and outside activities because she talked too much and fidgeted – neither were deemed appropriate ways for us to stay invisible and not cause trouble. T, W and SO didn’t enjoy sports, so gladly allowed Aimee to do this piece of our life. What we just realised today is that at the chronological age of 9, S was born and was aged 13. Both are associated with the sister in various ways. Whereas we were model students, the sister was a classic trouble maker – she was constantly truant, mixed with the wrong crowd, was a bully and got involved in sex and drugs too early. She was psychologically abused, but was not subjected to any other abuse.
When we were chronologically 9, the sister was 13 and started to spiral out of control. Whereas before, she was just a poor student that we could be a polar opposite with our school achievements, she now absorbed so much of the family’s attention that we were ignored.
Aimee and S mirror the sisters life quite accurately. They’re slightly more extreme versions, but we now think this was an outlet to balance our need to obtain some of the attention the sister received and our need to try and stay invisible.
In some respects this helps us explain some our actions and need to create ones to cope with situations. In other respects it’s just depressing.
Aimee is rather amazing by the way. She is everything the rest of us aren’t – optimistic, chatty and care free. She also has a tendency to come forward at the oddest moments. On Wednesday we were in a rather boring database training session, the trainer from the database company had some labelled items to give away – one of which was a bear soft toy. At the end of the session, the trainer asked who wanted the bear, so Aimee came forward and in her own voice asked for it. Our team leader looked shocked when we got back to the library and asked if it had really been us asking for the bear. Our voice was so different that she didn’t recognise it. Stink! The confused look on her face worried us. Thankfully she’s too overworked to give it much more thought.