Yesterday, my 15-year-old brother Tommy had a fight with my 12-year-old brother Kevin. I didn't t notice.
Later, as I was walking upstairs I heard Kevin crying in his room. I knocked on the door and asked, "Kevin, do you want to talk?"
No one answered I tried again. Still nothing happened.
So, I took some cards and wrote, "If you don't, we can write notes."
An hour later I was still sitting in the floor outside his door with two pads of paper in my hands. One pad new and the other was from Kevin. As I read one of Kevin's notes, tears (眼泪) came to eyes. It says, "Nobody in this family cares about me. Tommy thought I was too weak and Dad told me he wished he had another Kevin as a kid because he's better at basketball. You are never around to even notice me."
He was right about my part. I wrote back, "Kevin, I do love you and you know that. I'm here for you and you are loved in this family."
He didn't reply for a while, but then I heard him crying a little bit. Kevin ran out of rooms and wrote "Thanks" on a paper cup. I wrote back "For what?" It returned to me with "Loving me" on it.
Since then, I have tried my best to pay more attention to my family members. Kevin and I have a closer relationship (关系) now and when one of us notices that the other is unhappy, we'll smile and say, "Write it on a paper cup."
