#244 Kids helping their little brother or sister across the street

Neil Pasricha

Three cheers for brothers and sisters.

There’s something beautiful about watching kids holding hands as they cross the street. You’re seeing someone small grow into someone tall. Those hands are the bridge from the stroller to the future, from walking with their parents to walking by themselves.

And those brothers and sisters helping them might be the people they know best their whole lives. From beginning to end, through curves and bends, they’ll remember holding hands on early walks to school, inside the scary movies, and coming home from the pool.

Brothers and sisters helping little ones on their way is a sun-smiling moment of beauty and a tiny little drip of

AWESOME!

27 thoughts to “#244 Kids helping their little brother or sister across the street”

  1. This was a beautiful post to read! Yes, at the time kids don’t really think twice, but what they do is something that is beautiful to look at. And as adults, it also helps make us remember that proper human bonding is what is important.

    Great post! :-)

  4. “…a sun-smiling moment of beauty and a tiny little drip of AWESOME!”

    That was a really beautiful sentence to end a heart-warming post.

    I remember when my big sister would take hold of my hand as we stood at the side of a road. I always felt so safe.

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  5. My older brothers use to help me across the street all the time. They would grab my hand and lead the way. They did it well into my teens cuz I never looked both ways!

  6. I love this post. As the oldest sibling of 3 I have some great memories of times with my siblings and I’m glad to know it’s appreciated.
    DFTBA

  7. There are a lot of kids who walk to the school where I work, and I LOVE seeing this! Of course, it doesn’t happen with each set of siblings — some of them are running FROM their baby sibling, leaving them to fend for themselves. A lot of them, though, dutifully play the role of crossing guard, checking both ways and firmly grasping their little brother/sister’s hand as they jog across the street. Adorable :)

    1. When the word “dutifully” is used to describe something a child is doing, it’s almost always something adorable :)

    1. Thanks for the show, Colin.
      Have fun playing catch-up!
      Oh, and for a good laugh check out this:
      shamrock song, you tube March 17,2011, uploaded (and written) by aurora 3324
      Maybe we can do some composing awesome songs together;D
      ttfn

  9. My oldest niece does this for her brother and sister; so cute to watch.
    Another awesome thing is the day the leaves unfurl- you know, when Mother Nature decides to stop teasing and gives us the leafy, green goods. Finally happened here today, and I can smell it in the air. Summer’s finally here- Awesome!

  10. I teach kindergarten and some of my most treasured memories with my little ones are watching them help one another. They help each other pick up crayons, clean up a mess, read a sentence, log in to the computer. Whativer it may be, if help is needed, someone is always willing and eager to lend a hand! Their willingness and caring nature is one of the many reasons why teaching is AWESOME!

  11. Thank you, for 1 less “stone”; you had me at the picture…blubbering,
    and so did this:
    Sun-day afternoon, while driving down Trans Canada Highway, a.k.a. hospital/tank hill”, we spot a mother duck and 5 ducklings, clearly off course and trying to get her babies safely back to the Lake.
    We stop the truck; turn on hazards, and traffic in both directions did the same! She’s doing very well, heading in the right direction, but then the big concrete blocks make her start to go back out into the highway…OMGosh! Then, imagine this, an ambulence spots what’s going on and parks sideways across the highway to save their lives… the day!
    And Mama duck said, “Quack, quack, quack, quack,” which means thank you, thank you, thank you, to the paramedics for leading them back.
    While at the hospital today, the story had circulated, as “Awesome!”
    It was and seems fitting, (sort of), with today’s post.

    1. Aw, I love your cute little duckling story! More ducks in the world is always a good thing, despite what Freddo might believe.

  12. I imagine “the tiny little drip of Awesome”, a tear packed full of emotion. You had me at the picture…blubbering, and so did this:
    Sun-day afternoon, while driving down Trans Canada Highway, a.k.a. hospital/tank hill”, we spot a mother duck and 5 ducklings, clearly off course and trying to get her babies safely back to the Lake.
    We stop the truck; turn on hazards, and traffic in both directions did the same! She’s doing very well, heading in the right direction, but then the big concrete blocks make her start to go back out into the highway…OMGosh! Then, imagine this, an ambulence spots what’s going on and parks sideways across the highway to save their lives… the day!
    And Mama duck said, “Quack, quack, quack, quack,” which means thank you, thank you, thank you, to the paramedics for leading them back.
    While at the hospital today, the story had circulated, as “Awesome!”
    It was and seems fitting, (sort of), with today’s post.

  13. I lost my younger brother 4 years ago in a car accident and you can bet this post made me cry. We always took care of each other and I hope when I have kids, they’re the same. Sweet, sad and awesome.

  15. aww…..that woz so sweet…..my eyes are teary…..and the picture is just awesome……..
    my son used to push his sis with every chance he got….yet he used help her with with mechano, lego, home work, biking and so forth…..he calls the sis “loser”…..hahaha……but still helps her get through stuffs….especially when mom is totally wasted……so heavenly…..:)

  17. You know what’s awesome? The photo. I am currently working in Rwanda for about a year. The photo you feature looks like it was taken on any number of roads around here.
    Can you tell me where you found it? Cause it is awesome!

  18. When I was a kid, I used to share my bedroom with my little brother. Our beds were very close to each other. He had troubles to sleep, sometimes because he watched a scary movie and other times because he felt bad about something he had done. I remember he used to tell me “hold my hand, I can’t sleep otherwise”. Holding his hand was like a sleeping pill for him. I guess I made him feel safe and beloved, at least it is what I wanted to make him feel. Thanks for letting me recall that period of my life, Neil!!

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