The Big/Little Bond: Maranda, Courtney, Rachel and Maria
February 28, 2014 | by
From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

Everyone loves being a Little. I remember learning about Big sisters and Little sisters on my first day of recruitment. I toured all of the houses and saw so many rooms covered in crafts from their Bigs pronouncing their love and displaying all the great memories they had made together. From there on out every sister I talked to was a potential Big in my eyes. In fact, I met my Big on skit night, the fourth day of recruitment. She called me into Alpha Omicron Pi and we hit it off immediately. We talked about all the things we had in common and laughed at all the same parts of the skit. She was a big part of my decision to go ΑΟΠ and I was her rush crush. She preffed me the next night (that means she called me in on the last night of recruitment and that’s pretty serious) and the rest is history

It really was like trying to date someone! It all sounds silly now, but I was so excited when she said she wanted to go to the Cupcakerie that week. We went on little dates to Barnes & Noble, Starbucks, the Lair and even just to hang out at the ΑΟΠ house so I didn’t feel awkward. She was always trying to hint around and get me to tell her who I wanted as my Big, but since I wasn’t allowed to know who my Big was, I didn’t think it was fair for me to tell her who I wanted. After the pairs had been made, Courtney had texted me and told me she wasn’t my Big. She fed me all of these lines about how upset she was and she even came to see me at my dorm the next day to talk to me about how we’d still be close.

She did all this so she could trick me, of course, because the secrets and surprises are half of the fun! I just didn’t realize that at the time. Big sis week came around and all of my baskets and gifts were perfect but all of the clues pointed to my Big being another sister. So I spent all of that week getting closer to this other sister and actually talked to Courtney about how much I loved the other sister and how excited I was. It’s so funny to think back upon. Courtney couldn’t say a word without giving it away, but the jealousy was killing her.

Finally, Big sis night came. My final clue told me I was in the Barbie family (all the family trees of Bigs and Littles are called families and we give them funny names. We know we’re weird). Courtney was in the Barbie fam. Also, there was another girl who received the same exact last clue and Courtney had told me she had twins (that just means you’re taking two Littles), so I knew then I was definitely Courtney’s Little and that me and Tori were twins.

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

I couldn’t have asked for a better Big. She took me home with her one weekend, she drove me everywhere and she helped me prepare for when it was my turn. As much as I loved being a Little, there’s nothing like being a Big. As soon as Big sis night was over I started looking forward to having my own Little. I started pinning craft ideas on Pinterest. And that summer my room became an art study of general ΑΟΠ canvases and letters that any Little would love.

I always said I wouldn’t take twins. I’m young for my class and I just didn’t think an 18-year-old trying to take care of two other 18-year-olds sounded like a good idea, but fate has a way of stepping in I suppose. I’m also a Resident Assistant and one of my girls ended up going ΑΟΠ. I was her first hug on Bid Day. We rode to and from Bid Day together and we talked all the time. After all, she was always just across the hall. Rachel was my first pick, but the New Member Educator told me that there was a girl she thought I’d be great with if I was interested in taking another Little.

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

At first I was apprehensive. I had only crafted enough for one and there were only a few weeks before Big sis week. Not to mention I had never met this girl. But I gave it a chance. I found with time how alike we were. I decided to take Maria as a Little, too. As stressful as the extra posters, crafts and baked goods were to set up, I loved seeing their posts on social media about how much they loved it all. And I loved taking care of them on Big sis night. We bonded right away. They know they can trust me, and I love that.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been a little sister (biologically) my entire life, and I had never had little sisters until Rachel and Maria came along, but I love being a Big. They’re some of the strongest bonds I’ve ever made and I can’t wait for my Littles to get to experience that next year! And plus, then I’ll get to be a GBig and I think that will be new and exciting, too.

My Greek family is my own little support system while I’m four hours away from home, and with all the great relationships I’ve already made, being a Little, a twin and a Big, it can only get better from here. We can all count on that.

This Big/Little essay was submitted by Maranda Crane. Maranda is a member of the Alpha Chapter of Alpha Omicron Pi at West Virginia University. You can follow her on Twitter at @MarandaLeAnnly1. To submit your own Big/Little essay, click here.

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

From the personal photo collection of Maranda Crane

 

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