lol

hmm...I think my idea is better than his. His way, he would only be a dad, my way, I would be both mom and dad.

Actually, I first thought of clones because of me getting bilharzia when I was about 9 years old. The school had not noticed I was just a skeleton with a swollen tummy so I did not get help until another mother came to visit her child and flew into a rage when she saw me. I spent over 9 months in hospital and had to keep on having injections until I was 18. When I came out of hospital, I was shocked to see that my brother who had been about an inch shorter, was now about an inch taller. Even now, the tip of my head only reaches the nose tip of my two brothers. I do not mind the shortness, but I was exempted from all sports at school which meant I got bullied a lot (some of my characters in Little Cherine had to undergo what I did so as to get it off my chest). The bullying, in a way, was good, for it made me aggressive and I would attack anyone bullying me.

So, I could not help wondering, if I had a clone of myself, with only my genes, without the effects of bilharzia, how would he grow up? In what ways would he be different from me? Would I like him? Would he like me? The thing about clones is that they start life as our equals, not as our little arrows who have to fly in the direction we want to send them.