Character Sketch Essay

My sister. She how they talk. Me and my sister, we have some things in common with the characters in the book. Paul and Norman. Sometimes I try to give her help. Not by offering money or go fishing. I just offer help. But she is quite like Paul. She knows that she needs help, but she doesn’t admit it. Like in the book, Norman’s father said to Norman, “You are too young to help anybody and I am too old,” he said, “By help I don’t mean a courtesy like serving chokeberry jelly or giving money.”
“Help,” he said. “is giving part of yourself to somebody who comes to accept it willingly and needs it badly.
“So it is,” he said, using an old homiletic transition, “that we can seldom help anybody. Either we don’t know what part to give or maybe we don’t like to give any part of ourselves. Then, more often than not, we do not have the part that is needed. It is like the auto-supply shop over town where they always say, “Sorry, we are just out of that part.”
I think she don’t accept my help willingly because she wants to do her stuff on her own. She is not better than me in anything but some lame game that she plays on my computer. So she doesn’t get to give me any advices, like Paul and Norman.
My sister is like Paul. She likes to act strong, but she is not as stubborn as Paul. She also doesn’t gamble or go fishing. She is understanding but she doesn’t show it and I will never confess to her.
She is like combination of Paul and Norman, the not complete version. Help, she gives but was denied for most of the time. Offer, she did but was never taken.