I’m lying out on the back lawn as my sister’s approach me with their kites, their eyes hopeful as they ask permission to fly them. Moments later, the sky holds two giant butterflies that catch the sun’s light, sending brilliant colors against the ground below.  Emma readjusts her kite at the slightest hint of danger while Carlene brings her kite as close to the ground as she can without crashing it, then pulls it back up into the skies above. This is the perfect metaphor for their personalities, the two ways to fly.

            Emma loves going to school, she excels in all subjects and has a flair for all things logical and real. When Emma has homework, she works hard on it and never lets little distractions bother her she takes a great amount of pride in her work, and it definitely shows. Her homework is rarely wrinkled or damaged and even the slightest hint of a discrepancy in the presentation of her work is nowhere to be seen. Emma has exemplary classroom behavior; she sits quietly in her seat, pays attention to the teacher and is kind to all of her classmates. Emma has never received a disciplinary notice in her life and she cringes at the very thought of obtaining one.

            Carlene however, does not enjoy going to school, she loves the ridiculous and has an amazing talent for imagination. When Carlene has homework, she is more likely to procrastinate and play “Mermaid Princess Pirate.” She has no consideration for the appearance of her homework and doesn’t see the point in making her homework appealing to the eye if it means more work for her. Carlene’s classroom behavior is laughable; she shouts across the room to all of her friends, belittles the teacher, and pays little to no attention to what is going on around her. She receives multiple disciplinary notices a month and often blames the teacher for her bad behavior.

            Going to a restaurant with Emma is always and ordeal we have to call ahead just for her to be sure that the restaurant does indeed serve either hot dogs or macaroni and cheese. If a restaurant does not serve either of these things, we simply go elsewhere because Emma’s public temper tantrums are just plain embarrassing. Emma is the pickiest eater that our family has ever seen; Emma does not like trying new food and gags every time she tries something new. If we are eating at home, god forbid if we have chicken for the third night in a row because Emma will throw the biggest tantrum of the century, complete with screams that nearly rupture the ear drums.