person for a day

If I could be anyone in the world for a day who would i be?  I think I would have to be my big brother. I choose my big brother because he is the coolest person ever and he is the person I respect the most in this world. My brother has proven himself to me my family and to this world. He has done what people said could not be done coming from my families backround. My brother has proven that if you come from a spanish/mexican decendent family on welfare and living in the south valley and growing up in a rough inviroment you can become successfull and make a living. My brother has been to jail many times for many things to name a few drinking and driving,aggrivated assult and most just stuff that has to do with fighting other people. He has been to the hospital from being jumped by many people. At first glance my bro is this big muscular built guy with tattoos covering both arms and part of his neck with this mad dog look on his face ha ha ha but thats not him thats his defense tactic also known as an animals way of  protecting themselfs there way of  letting people know not to mess with them like how a bear stands on its hind legs so its seems to be bigger and more intimadating then they actually are. My brother and I were abused when we were kids be our step father he would hit us and yell in our faces and my guess is that my brother got these tattoos to warn people that he will not be treated like that every again  and he will not take shit from any one and these tattoos are storys there his time line of his life and like a sign saying im not a guy that is going to play games to think before you mistreat me. I would want to be my brother for a day because he is very successfull and has a awesome life and he makes alot of money he experiences new things all the time in his busieness. My brother owns one of the best outfitting buissness in the state of new mexico and is very well known. I am proud of my brother so much because he is my hero.  

My Courage

The time I had to be really courageous was when I was about thirteen. I was camping with my older brother and my nephew and a couple of my brother’s homies. It was fun we went fishing and hiking and did all kinds of fun stuff. We were at camp later in the day it was starting to get dark and all the boys were hanging out at the camp fire. It was a perfect night it was not cold just perfect you could see the stars like if they were right in front of you. Well my brother and his friends wanted more fun so they brought out the bud light and crown and other hard liquors. And me and my nephew who is eleven just sat there making smoores minding our own business because alcohol in our family was nothing new. So my nephew decides for me and him to go take a little walk to the river near camp. While we were there we heard screaming so we ran back to camp and saw my brother’s friends holding him back from fighting this other guy who was also drunk. I was scared not for my brother but for the other guy because my brother is very very built and scary with his tattoos that cover each arm and part of his neck. I knew my brother had a pistol in his truck and my brother was drunk so i didn’t take any chances. My courage kicked in and I ran as fast as I could to his truck and grabbed the gun. I took the gun back to my tent and hide it under my pillow. I went back to where my brother was. His friends still trying to hold him down and keep the other guy back. My courage hit me again and I went up to my brother and jumped on his back kind of choking him. I told my brothers friends to get that other guy out of here. While holding on to my brother I screamed "Richard don’t do this please!". Being as drunk as he was he didn’t pay much attention to my yelling. All he cared about at that time was getting to that other guy. My brothers’ friends somehow took that other guy in their truck and drove off before my brother could get to them. My brother ran to his truck opened his door and to his surprise the gun was gone and his keys which were in my pocket were gone to. Now he could do nothing he couldn’t shoot at that other guy and he couldn’t chase them down with no keys. I talked to him trying to calm him down which took about 45 min. When i had him calmed down he went to his tent and crashed. About an hour later his friends came back they said they drove that other guy back to his camp and made sure he went to sleep. And the whole time this was going on my nephew was sitting there eating smoores watching the show. Because stuff like that always happens in our family and in the area we live in but usually there is some one sober that gets the problem solved not a thirteen year old boy. And that’s the first time I really used my courage but is not the last time those are other stories.