Why having 5 sisters is the best and worst thing that ever happened to me.

When I was younger I would avoid the question “how many siblings do you have?” like the plague. I hated the mixture of disbelief followed by amusement that would flit across people’s faces whenever I told them I had “five older sisters”.  I came to realise very quickly that people really lacked imagination because the comments were ALWAYS exactly the same….”Your poor father!” “I can just imagine the arguments in that household…!” “Do you all wear the same shoe/clothes size?” and sometimes they were a little bit more offensive…“Didn’t your parents have a television?” or the most recent one ” Six children???That is SO bad for the environment!!!”

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