Adversity In My Life

Ever since I was born, there was always some sort of competition between my brother and me. Even though my brother is about two years older than me, we were about the same height when we were younger and adults could not tell who was older. However, our physical aspects did not matter that much to me. Instead, it was the intellectual aspects. As we grew up and matured, our competition did not consist of races on our bikes or hitting the ball as close to the hole as possible in golf. These things were replaced with schoolwork, grades, and extra-curricular activities. I became and am still envious of him and his accomplishments. In school, my brother was the perfect student. As a student in the top 1% of his class, my brother has shown his high intellectual ability and gift. He was involved with multiple clubs such as Student Government Association and National Honor Society and even started a new one in the high school. He would always boast about his accomplishments to me just to boost his ego. When I came up to the high school, it had been the second year of the club and my brother encouraged me to join. There were already high expectations from me since I was the brother of this genius.

It got to the point where we argued so much that I began to tell him how awful of a president he is and how I would do a much better job when I get elected to lead. So, from then on, I became a more active member of the club and strove to improve the club in some way so that I can prove that I have the qualifications to be the next leader of the