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My older sister, Mildred Faye Manning, is a wonderful sister and I love and respect her. She has always been a good and true big sister to me. Even from a young age, she always carried herself as a proud girl and everyone that came around her knew that she had it going on. Mildred has been very successful and works hard to reach her goals.

When she was in high school, she was a cheerleader and she really excelled in it. I used to watch at the football games as she cheered the team on to their victory. I think that she had the highest kick of the entire cheerleading team and I am just not saying this because she’s my sister. Trust me; I would not “pull your leg” on something like this. And another thing, my older sister had a temper and she wouldn’t hesitate to fight if she felt threatened. She had her “band of sisters,” they were tough and were known to kick some butts. They were a force to be reckoned with when it came to one of their sisters. We always had a rivalry with Wharton High School, and one time, they threw a rock at their team’s school bus as the bus was leaving.

I remember once when we were in the cotton fields, these two white boys jumped me on the back of their truck when we drove to the watermelon patch. They started eating some of the watermelons that were gathered from the field and threw the rinds of the melons at me. They started hitting me and made fun of me as they all just laughed. They even fooled me by asking me to go with them and then they showed me another side of them when they had gotten me all by myself. But when we arrived back at the cotton field, I could not wait to inform Mildred Faye Manning of my ordeal. As I told her what these boys had done to me, I could see her anger rising up. I think her face was as red as a firecracker. She stormed off in the direction of those two white boys and I could see her cussing them out, pointing her finger in their faces. When she was done with them, they had a better attitude. During my final year of high school, I attended their white school and when I met them again, they still remembered my older sister vividly.

My older sister had everything going her way because she had that command-type attitude about herself. And it has carried over into her adult life, because when she walks into a place, it’s like she’s running everything.

Today, my older sister has excelled in her faith and has become a minister in her church in Freeport, Texas. When she brings the Sunday message, I feel that she looked into heaven itself to receive it. She has become an excellent preacher and teacher of God’s Word. From early on, my older sister has been a true inspiration in my life and to this day, she continues to inspire me. She has played a big part in my life and I feel that she has made me the person I am today.