Similarities
Sarah Vowell’s and myself had various similarities as we were growing up around our respective families. First, Vowell’s sister and she have different ways of seeing life even though they both were raised by the same parents under the same norms and privileges, as my sister and I also differ on various ways. Second, we share the same passion for art with the difference that I do it as a hobby while she makes a living out of it. Finally, one of the most important things that we have in common is the difficulty to relate to our respective fathers.
My mother always says, “I have five children and just like my five fingers, no two are alike”. My parents wanted to have twins, and when my sister was born soon after I turned one, my parents didn’t wait to start dressing us alike. Vowell was a twin, however, just like my fake twin sister and I, we had different ways of seeing life. While she’s always happy, relax and ready to enjoy a good day playing with baby dolls and tea sets; unfortunately for her, she never found a playmate on me. I would prefer to watch T.V. or sit to read something next to grandpa’. On the case of Vowell, her twin sister enjoyed shooting that gun when their father decided it was time his little girls to try it; yet Vowell decided after her first shoot that guns were definitely not for her. After this, Vowell’s sister began to call herself “the loneliest twin in history” (p. 12). That’s probably how my sister felt not having her only sister, at the time, play with her.
As Sarah Vowell was growing up, art became her main attraction, as she says, “All I ever cared about was art.”(p.6); for me, art was a distraction from the stress of school, yet it was invaluable. I’ve always love music. The harmony between music and the perfect lyrics is something that I’ve always found fascinating; just like Vowell explains, it’s the moment in the song were your heart starts beating faster and faster and suddenly an explosion of emotions makes you realize that you’re alive. “I love noise.” (p. 31).
During her younger years, Sarah Vowell was a girl who didn’t agree with her father in most matters but who also found a way to make their relationship work by looking into their similarities from a different prospective; likewise, my relationship with my own father has been very difficult throughout the years but we’ve come to a point where we’ve learned to listen to each other, we knowing we would hardly ever agree on something, of course, but try to respect the other’s opinion. One of the main disagreements between Vowell and her father was his passion for making guns, as well as shooting them, something she considers to be evil. My father is a “macho man” and that’s more than enough for us to disagree, too. Yet, if our respective fathers have accepted us the way we are, there’s no reason for us to try to change them since we’re more like them than we can imagine, on our own versions, of course.
There are many similarities between Sarah Vowell and myself, we love our families, enjoy music and reading, and we both have difficulty with family relations. However, I can assure you that just like me, she would not change a thing of her life. After all, it’s because of our pass that we are who we are.