Joseph and Baklava

So Xarabank is all about the Eurovision Song Contest. This is getting sad. Why is the ESC so important to the nation? It's important to me because I like listening. But is it that important to everyone? Well, it seems to be the case. And this year, since dear old brother darling decided to give his voice a go, well it's kind of a something because I would really love to watch him. I'll watch him and remember that little boy I always felt so sorry for because he couldn't even master the art of holding a pencil at 9 years old. We were 9 and he couldn't even write a number 9. I could write a 999 and there was he always struggling. One day perhaps I will write his biography. It will be the story of a little boy who struggled to do everything, yet aimed high and scored even higher. And in this biography I will be a big feature (why the fuck does everything have to be big about me?). Because it was I who helped that little boy up every time he fell, I faced his bullies, I patiently taught him a lot of things both in academics and in music. I gave him my all from the word go when he would talk a strange kind of language only I would understand and translate to other people. I stood up to his bullies and sometimes even got physical. They never bothered him anymore then. It was I who patiently guided him through violin technique, interpretation, and mastership. It just seemed as if I had this addendum whom I had to watch constantly. He made it. And I couldn't be prouder. I still am the one to guide, criticise and praise. AndI wish him all the luck for tomorrow. But most importantly, I promise him all my love for the rest of our lives. It's always an our when you're dealing with twins, never a my. So go Baklava, Go...!