Picture the scene... Little Sister comes to visit Big Sister at college. The sisters have a super fun time in the first 24 hours, with promise of more fun to come. But on Sunday night Big Sister has to do some research for her political theology paper. Litte Sister is restless and is driving Big Sister nuts. Big Sister decides to find some sort of stimulus for Little Sister. First Big Sister puts on a movie for Little Sister...a movie that Big Sister has not yet seen. After exactly pi seconds, Big Sister is drawn into the movie and proceeds to spend the next two hours in cinematic bliss. Next, Big Sister puts on an old classic for Little Sister...Saved By The Bell (which, incidentally, Big Sister had borrowed from Suitemate for a couple months and fully plans on returning). That proved to be a disasterous idea, though, because Slater is a stud. Big Sister can't focus with him on the screen. Finally Big Sister decides that the only way she can get some work done is if Little Sister reads. Which is funny because Little Sister has never read a book in her life. The conversation goes as follows: Big: "Hey, read a book."
Little: "Nah, that's ok. I'd rather run up the phone bill with text messages."
Big: "No, seriously. Reading is good for you."
Little: "No, seriously. That's ok."
Big: "Here read The Notebook."
Little: "I don't wanna!"
Big: "Oh wait! Even better! Read Of Mice and Men!"
Little: "Ok, fine. I'll read The Notebook"
Big: "No, no! That's trash. Of Mice and Men is great literature."
Little: "Don't push it." And so I sit here, with Jenna Kaye lying on my futon, listening to Chopin on B's ipod and reading The Notebook. I'm so good at persuasion. (Persuasion, by the way, was one that I thought of making her read, but I knew it would never happen.) Although perhaps the fact that I confiscated her cell phone until she has read at least 3 chapters as something to do with it. Perhaps.
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