So, for my fourth blog, I've been wracking my brains to come up with a great idea - not just any idea but an idea that will come from MY mind, :)) And the thing which came up was (as you know from the title) the middle child. In psychology, we have studied that birth order affects the psychological development (or in a much easier term) the personality of a person. I'm pretty sure that it was Alfred Adler who came up with the Birth Order Theory. Also, because I'm a middle child! Anyway, let me explain a bit about this theory to test if I can still remember what I learned from school. XD
If I remember correctly, there are five types or classification in the Birth Order Theory: the only child, the first-born, the second-born, the last-born and the middle child. (Phew, I only spend a few minutes remembering these! So, a YEY for me!)
-The Only Child is somewhat spoiled and self-centered. This is due to the fact that he is used to always being the one who gets the attention in the family. So, this becomes a problem when he goes out to socialize with other people. The upside? Being an only child can lead to a high level of intelligence. ;)
-The First-born takes the role of parents sometimes when the parents are out or not around. This is because parents always assigned the first-borns with this kind of responsibility. So, they automatically take the role. First-borns become great leaders or authoritarian figure. However, the siblings see this as being bossy. (That's what I see in my older sister! LOL)
-The Second-born? I don't remember much about the second-borns, but I think they tend to become competitive because they are in dire to get as much attention as the first-borns. (I don't know if this applies to all.)
-The Last-born, like the only child, is spoiled. Last-borns are used to getting their ways always. The upside is that they are charming, right? XD
-The Middle Child is always the one left out but is resigned to the position in the family. Adler said that middle children don't care. This invisibility makes them more creative; and this help them to think outside of the box. This is because of the less pressure they get from parents.
Like my case, I am a middle child. We are five siblings, so obviously whichever end you look at it, (from the oldest to youngest or vice versa) I always end up being in the middle. See, the picture below? :)
What Adler said about the middle child is true. I learned to play the violin. And you have to know that I'm the first in our whole family who learned this kind of instrument. Usually, it's the piano or guitar. In this situation, I thought outside the box! :) Also, I'm planning to take Medicine. Yes, someday, my name will have those two additional letters, M.D.! According to my grandmother, there has never been a doctor in the Rotol family. So, I made history! Or will make history, WHEN I became one! :D
And yes, I do admit that sometimes I feel neglected. I'm not saying this because I'm paranoid. My parents forget things about me, and sometimes, nope, make that most of the times, these are very important things; that I have to keep constantly reminding them that I need to do this or I need to have that. But I DON'T care. Maybe, this is because I'm used to this kind of situation. I say something. They forget. And I say it again. And voila, I get what I need! When I think about it now, it's not that hard. All it takes is practice and ACCEPTANCE. I don't hold a grudge. In fact, I'd like to thank them for it. Because what they did only made me realize that I want to be a better person. Being a middle child, made me an achiever! I became the type of person who doesn't want to settle for less. I want to BE something out of the ordinary. I want to be the best of what I can be. And I have all this FREEDOM to choose whoever I want to be. So, thank you, parents, for the bad parenting! haha, just kidding! But seriously, thanks! :D
For my end note, I have found it hard to look for a quote that will best suit the idea of this blog. So I have to create my own words of wisdom. :))
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| This is the only picture I found with the five of us in the correct order. This was taken years, years ago. Aren't we cute? :)) |
What Adler said about the middle child is true. I learned to play the violin. And you have to know that I'm the first in our whole family who learned this kind of instrument. Usually, it's the piano or guitar. In this situation, I thought outside the box! :) Also, I'm planning to take Medicine. Yes, someday, my name will have those two additional letters, M.D.! According to my grandmother, there has never been a doctor in the Rotol family. So, I made history! Or will make history, WHEN I became one! :D
And yes, I do admit that sometimes I feel neglected. I'm not saying this because I'm paranoid. My parents forget things about me, and sometimes, nope, make that most of the times, these are very important things; that I have to keep constantly reminding them that I need to do this or I need to have that. But I DON'T care. Maybe, this is because I'm used to this kind of situation. I say something. They forget. And I say it again. And voila, I get what I need! When I think about it now, it's not that hard. All it takes is practice and ACCEPTANCE. I don't hold a grudge. In fact, I'd like to thank them for it. Because what they did only made me realize that I want to be a better person. Being a middle child, made me an achiever! I became the type of person who doesn't want to settle for less. I want to BE something out of the ordinary. I want to be the best of what I can be. And I have all this FREEDOM to choose whoever I want to be. So, thank you, parents, for the bad parenting! haha, just kidding! But seriously, thanks! :D
For my end note, I have found it hard to look for a quote that will best suit the idea of this blog. So I have to create my own words of wisdom. :))
"Never let your background simply define who you are. In the first place, the choice is always yours. Think hard and change what you want to change. If you can't change it, then the only left thing to do is accept it." ;)
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