My brother is exactly one year older than me. We look like twins, but we are completely1. By the time we got to middle school it was clear that my older brother2meditation, while I was a born performer who liked the stage. I took his silence to be unfriendly. We simply didn't3well.
I didn't mind having a bad relationship with my brother4I was busy at school. I5threw myself into the world of music. When I practised singing in the6every day to remain at my best, my brother would meditate on a window seat. He might feel high school was already hard enough7my noisy singing. So space to practise became a（n）8between us because we shared a room.
At the start of the term, I practiced "Circle of Life" for a musical play. This was the first time I found it so9to learn a song, because my voice cracked when I changed to a head voice. I was upset those days and10practising, thinking I had reached the top of my singing career. For the first time in11my brother experienced the quiet when I got home.
After two days of this, my brother asked me to12him in meditation. For some reason, I accepted his suggestion. My brother said, "When your mind calms down, you simply come back. Don't blame yourself. " I got the message, and learned it by heart. It seemed that13went well as I kept trying at the song. And just in time for the trial performance, I was able to keep power even when I changed to a head voice. It was important for me to learn that you don't have to always get everything14the first time and that good things come with effort. I now understand15my brother prefers the quiet.
