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To all honored guests at this wonderful and joyous marriage of Sally and Howard;welcome.
It's wonderful to be together, all of us, in this beautiful land of Tahiti, celebrating this beautiful occasion. I am Rita Hollingsworth, Sally's sister. Sally's BIG sister. As such, I believe that I possess a unique perspective on just what kind of heart and soul we're dealing with here in this lovely bride. To the point, it's a marvelous heart and soul and, on that subject, I'd like to share a few small but, I think, poignant, observations; ones that accrue over a lifetime of knowing the subject, my sister, about as well as almost anyone on the planet; Mom and Dad and Howard excluded, of course.
In brief, Sally has been, or in some cases, IS, an excellent student, an extraordinary tap dancer, a world traveler, a wonderful stage performer, a successful nutrition consultant, an effective sales representative, a beloved 4th grade teacher and, without a doubt, a gorgeous, beaming bride.
But most specifically, and to far greater length, here are some of the things that I'd like all of you ; and Howard especially; to know about my sister Sally.
On Sally's sense of style:
As a young child, Sally was clumsy. Unbelievably clumsy. Wherever she'd go, she'd fall down and skin a knee, or an arm, or ALL of her knees AND arms. Mom and Dad were desperate to give this awkward kid some badly needed poise and grace. So they sent her off to a battery of dance lessons over the years and in the process, the gawky caterpillar turned into a graceful butterfly. Today she is truly poetry in motion and she hardly ever falls down any more.
On her naivete:
At age 8, Sally, the budding dancer, started taking horseback riding lessons. Her horse was a real nag in every sense of the word. They called him Sweetie; and he was known to everyone; but Sally as the most shiftless, lazy horse at the stables. This horse, in his indolent way, was brilliant, and he would do ANYTHING to lie around and sleep or stuff his face with hay all day long. So here's what happened when Sally met Sweetie. Every time she tried to mount him, Sweetie would pull the same old stunt he had pulled time and again before: He'd lie down right away. Everybody knew Sweetie's routine and every body knew that Sweetie was full of it ; simply trying to goof off rather than have another smart kid climb aboard and take him for a ride. Everybody but Sally, that is. She felt sorry for him. Tried to understand his plight. In my opinion, Sally was the real sweetie in that combo.
And finally, on her emerging character:
When you're a girl and you're 4 years older than your pesty little sister, the LAST person you want to spend time with is your pesty little sister.
Well, I tell you; around the time I was 13 and Sally was 9, I got my first real indication of what this girl, my sister, was all about.
Mom and Dad took us to Hawaii for a wonderful vacation. It was great in so many ways. And maybe best of all, it was my first true glimpse at the emergence of Sally. Maybe she was changing, growing up. Or maybe it was just the way I started to see her. But my shy little sis was; all of a sudden; kind of cool; and kind of great in her own particular way.
Over the years, I watched her confidence grow; watched her become a phenomenon at dance and on the stage; watched her make loads of really nice friends; develop a wonderfully graceful way about herself; earn great grades at school; be expressive and passionate without the need to be callous, rebellious or rude; and I watched her grow into a school teacher who is continuously adored; beloved by her young students and their parents alike. All the while, I watched our parents swell with pride for their little girl; and how proud we ALL are of this sweet, loving, endearing, confident, capable, wise young woman of the world.
Sally, as the big sister to the little one, it fills me up with joy to tell you how much you mean to me; how much I love you; how much I ADMIRE you for all that you do, all that you ARE.
I've known for a long time that you have it all under control;that you'll always know how to live life right; be a good person; and make the best choices for the very best of reasons.
In fact, the reason we're all here today, to honor and celebrate your marriage to Howard, is an excellent case in point. You are really great.
To Sally, my delightful sister, and to Howard, my brand new brother, I wish you only health and happiness, joy and peace, over the course of a long and satisfying life.
You're the best, sister dear. And I'll love you forever and ever.
2006-09-04 02:28:23
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