In the new Project "Life" from 
, which found a strong response from the authors of the site. The Golos on Steemit until this project found support, you can write on different topics. You can share personal photos with a detailed description, you can tell a story from life and it's just wonderful!
The "Life" project opens new opportunities for writing stories about different people, I personally like this and it is interesting for me to take part in this project. For a long time on Golos on Steemit I wanted to write about my own sister, she is very interesting person and very sensitive and sympathetic. In the project "Life" there is a section to describe a person, his qualities and characteristics of a character. I think that it's time to write a story about my little sister, a lover of nature and animals - a volunteer to protect our younger brothers.
My sister Tanya
My sister Tanya and I have a small difference in age - a year and a half. I'm older and how I could, helped in the education of my sister. True, my childish egoism prevented me from often taking care of her. My mother says that I often found a bottle of milk and a pacifier, which was for Tanyusha and drank it. It justifies me that at that time I was 3-4 years old. These were not isolated cases, and I took this very seriously)).
In general, we have taken care of each other since our childhood with my sister. When we did some childish dirty tricks, I had to get paid for two, given that she was the youngest. But I took the punishment with dignity, and after a while, another puncture led to new consequences from our antics.
My father rarely beat me with a belt. Only in exceptional cases. Several times, without asking, I left for a whole day on the lake, far from the city. The situation required serious punishment, and the Pope had to, reluctantly take his belt and give me a couple of hot ones. Mom was stricter, and could punish the case more often. At the same time she never overdid the stick, and parenting helped me to be formed by such a person who feels responsibility to other people for their actions. I am grateful to my parents for this.
My sister and I loved animals. She especially. From early childhood she brought home the wounded animals, abandoned kittens, puppies and anyone who needed help and shelter. All you can not list, but there were wounded crows and other birds.
One of the vivid memories was the situation when she brought 4 young magpies, who were thrown out of the nest and left without the care of their parents. The sister found them and brought them home, unfortunately, out of 4 long only one person could live, they called him Gosha. He lived at our house and was completely tame. Very fond of cottage cheese and other products. When we sat down to dinner, he flew in, sat down on the table, and, pacing, he could climb into each of the plates and take a favorite piece of food. Tanya and I called him to us with a characteristic sound, like the croaking of forty. He lived with us not in a cage, but simply on the street. He slept at night on a clothesline under a canopy. When we went out into the street, he came for us, sat on his shoulder or arm. Was completely manual.
In the neighborhood with us, there lived one not very good person, he was angry and once, tried to catch Gosh, accusing him that he had stolen his bread. The probability that this was true was zero. We, in order to protect Gosh from this neighbor and his desire to crack down on a grown-up sorokenkom, who became mature, put him in a cage for a while. Gosh survived this moment very hard and when we released him, he no longer trusted us and flew to freedom. He often came, called us, but was afraid to approach. Probably this situation helped him to become independent and return to his habitat. Gosh lived for more than a year.
My sister, very fond of sculpting animals from plasticine, especially horses. She gave her father the ability to draw and sculpt. I liked to write poems and stories more, starting from the youngest age. My mother read a lot, and I saw her notebook in which she wrote down her poems. It affected me, and I wrote from childhood and it is clear that the poems were so-so, nothing special.
With my sister, we often rescued each other, we still have this.
Tanya is very sensitive to cruelty towards animals. Often you can meet mutilated animals. She went out not one cat and dog after injuries and mutilations. In total, if you count only the cats rescued by my sister, then this is more than 20. Many she was able to attach to her friends and girlfriends. She also saved a dozen maimed dogs and other animals. I always wondered at her about this particular trait, she never allowed herself to pass by the suffering of our younger brothers. Often her apartment was like an infirmary for animals. Now she works in another country, calling home on Skype always asks about her brought and rescued cats, living now with our mom. But in another country she did not leave her volunteer activity. And there helps our smaller brothers. If I have the opportunity, I will write about her the history of her work experience abroad, and I think this can be interesting and useful for those who are looking for opportunities for this kind of earnings. Maybe someone will help this information.
I think that in this regard, you need to be balanced, since many people are suffering around us. In my opinion, this deserves more attention. It's good when help comes to those who are in desperate need of it. Our platform The voice has more than once in this respect provided an opportunity to support someone who currently needs support and assistance.
I really appreciate my sister Tanya and all my people. I try to support and show care and attention to them and other people with whom I cross through life. This is very important when there is mutual understanding and love in families. Maintain and appreciate each other's dear colleagues on the site.
