Workaholic? Winner? Worrier?I am the first child. At least one of the words above might well describe me
Spoilt? Social? Spontaneous?
I am the youngest child. This puts me in third, fourth, even fifth place... Last born, I tend to be either overprotected or plain ignored. I run a mile from those who readily label me the brat of the pack, who gets away with murder. Point is, I do grow up realising the rest of the world has little time to play favourites, owes me no special treatment. Trailing in a home full of people, I find it easier to share. I learn to be happy, humorous and high on social skills. Freer to drift, to choose what I want to be. Mine is the privilege of escaping the awful pressure of adult ambitions. You’ve likely realised these through the kids before me.
Lionised? Lord of the manor? Lonely?
I am the only child. Moody, broody, introspective, oversensitive, I’m a stickler for getting things obsessively right. Being alone is part of life and there’s no better preparation for this than an early start at flying solo. I value independence, treasure solitude. All eyes on me, I sometimes feel I’m in a fishbowl. So I retreat, emerging when I crave company. No listening bro or sis to bare my soul to, it is friends who form my family. I want them, worship them. They in turn seek me out, the court advisor. Because, prickly as I may be, I can be mature beyond my years too. Blood isn’t always thicker than water.
Meher Marfatia is the author of 10 books for children and two for parents. She has mothered her own kids well past the terrible twos and almost past the troubled teens. Reach her at: mehermarfatia@gmail.com
