My Truth

Now that you've seen what people may assume about myself and my family and also my own assumptions about other people's families. Here's the truth about my own family from my own perspective. Please don't mind the terrible drawing. My siblings and I share different fathers, as we all lived with our mother we lived under one roof. We never thought that having different fathers made us any less related to us. We just considered each other family. As the youngest of the three, this thing called "half-sister" never crossed my mind until someone used it to insult my family. I didn't think we were different from any other family that I had seen, until that. Although that was put into my mind, my siblings and I didn't much mind. We fight and argue like most families and we eventually make up and move on. Even as we are older and have our separate lives, we still keep in touch with each other weekly and sometimes daily. As we learn in class families come in many different ways. 

I'll leave you with this message from a preschooler, "It doesn’t matter who the people are. It could be a boy or a girl, or the marrying kind of hearts or just the friend ones. It matters that you love them. That’s all" (Bentley & Manning, 2016, pg.203).

Question to think about after reading this quote: How are families changing and evolving?

Feel free to draw and share your own re-storying of an assumption you've faced in the comments below.