My Baby
Brother
My story
started the day my parents told me that I would have a brother or sister. When
I heard this news, I was very impressed about it.
S0, for a long
time I was dreaming about my brother! “But what if it would be a baby sister?”
I thought. Hmm… For some reason I was sure that it would be a brother!
"Who it
will be? A brother or a sister?” I asked my parents.
"Only
God knows,” my father said. "But if you will wait a little, the doctor
will tell us who it is and we will start to choose a name.” Eventually,
we found out it was a boy!
"When
will the baby be born?" I asked my mom.
"You
have to wait about 8 months," Mom said.
So, I
prepared for a long wait.
Three months
later, we were riding in the car to the cinema, and I started to talk. I talked
about what we would name my brother. Mom said Gavril would be his name, Father
said Justin, and I said George. After
long talks they said yes, his name will be George.
A
month later my parents said that baby George would be born in America.
Two months
later we were all on a flight on an airplane to New York.
One month later when mom went to the hospital
to have George, I was at my aunt’s home. The next day my father said that George
was born! He took me to his car, and we rode to the hospital. Father said that
we were going to see George and Mom. I will never forget the moment when we
entered the room where George was with my mom and I saw him for the first time.
