A Little Friendly Competition Between Colleagues Never Does Any Harm

I have an older brother, T.J., who is twenty-two years old. I am twenty years old. We are two years, one month, and nine days apart. Growing up, T.J. did not do well in school. He was intelligent, but he did not work hard.  I can not remember what grade T.J. was in, but he decided to change and start working hard. He then began doing well in school, and has continued to do so ever since. I always have done well in school. I am intelligent, and I work hard. Ever since T.J. began doing well in school, he always likes to compete with me each semester to see who can get a higher G.P.A. T.J. has beaten me every semester, barely, except for one. This past semester was our last semester to compete to see who can get a higher G.P.A. because this semester, T.J. is doing his student teaching. He hopes of becoming a secondary education history teacher after he completes his student teaching and graduates. Although I will miss competing with him to see who can get a higher G.P.A., I am happy that he is doing his student teaching this semester, and I hope he enjoys it, does well, graduates, and becomes a secondary education history teacher. I can not wait until I do my student teaching. I know the time is going to fly by between now and then just as it did for my brother. Within a couple of years, there will hopefully be three teachers in my house:  my father, my brother, and I. My dad is a science teacher at Joseph A. Foran High School in Milford. My brother wants to become a secondary education history teacher. And I want to become an elementary education and special education teacher. Also, there will hopefully be four teachers in my family:  my aunt, my father, my brother, and I. My aunt is a math teacher at Platt Technical High School in Milford.