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triskellianMy uncle emigrated to Australia when my mother was about nineteen, and visited here for the first time only a few years ago. Somehow, separated by half a world, and several years apart, they each managed to produce and raise one of two identical girls.
My cousin Jenny is about four years younger than me. We've never met, although we corresponded briefly when I was about 18. Even 'briefly' is something of an overstatement. We each wrote no more than two letters. It may only have been one. Throughout our childhoods, the only person we both knew was our mutual grandmother, who had little influence on me, and can hardly have been more influential on my cousin who she saw for six weeks every three years or so. Nevertheless, when I first met Jenny's mother, my aunt-by-marriage, she couldn't stop remarking on the similarity between us. We apparently share mannerisms, speech patters, interests, habits, traits. We work in almost identical fields. We even look alike (but her eyes are brown where mine are blue), although that's less surprising.
My uncle and aunt are just finishing their first trip here together. When they get home, they will be telling Jenny about her cousin Liz, and the great similarity between us. When Jenny next lifts herself up on the arms of her chair to enable her to cross her legs and tuck her bare feet under herself, her mother will tell her that she saw me doing the same thing in England.
I have an other self who I've never met, and it's a strange thought.
(The 'current music' is a typo that I'm letting stand because it's funny, and arguably more accurate ;-)
My cousin Jenny is about four years younger than me. We've never met, although we corresponded briefly when I was about 18. Even 'briefly' is something of an overstatement. We each wrote no more than two letters. It may only have been one. Throughout our childhoods, the only person we both knew was our mutual grandmother, who had little influence on me, and can hardly have been more influential on my cousin who she saw for six weeks every three years or so. Nevertheless, when I first met Jenny's mother, my aunt-by-marriage, she couldn't stop remarking on the similarity between us. We apparently share mannerisms, speech patters, interests, habits, traits. We work in almost identical fields. We even look alike (but her eyes are brown where mine are blue), although that's less surprising.
My uncle and aunt are just finishing their first trip here together. When they get home, they will be telling Jenny about her cousin Liz, and the great similarity between us. When Jenny next lifts herself up on the arms of her chair to enable her to cross her legs and tuck her bare feet under herself, her mother will tell her that she saw me doing the same thing in England.
I have an other self who I've never met, and it's a strange thought.
(The 'current music' is a typo that I'm letting stand because it's funny, and arguably more accurate ;-)
