A parent’s love for a child is quite like no other. Because of this, parents often push their children toward the “best” opportunities, and expect the child to meet their desires. However, if the path the son or daughter might have chosen did not fall into the set category of their parents, there often becomes tension and disapproval. At times, the high expectations parents hold for their children are set in stone, and parents cease to acknowledge what the reality actually is. Kitty’s reality is that she is twenty six, in love with a woman, and lacks a “successful” job. Kitty’s mother takes no notice of what is real, and continues with her questions about how Kitty’s life should be. “You’re twenty six and not getting younger/ it’s about time you got a decent job…what are you doing with your life?/ why don’t you study computer programming? (19-22). Not only is Kitty’s mom disapproving of her love for another woman, but also mocks Kitty’s career choice. Not once does the question of what makes Kitty happy come up, it is only what the mother thinks is best for Kitty. The expectations of Kitty’s mother have only created a larger gap in their relationship, and developed neglect and hopelessness among Kitty. Instead of talking through these important matters, Kitty’s mom’s criticism of Kitty’s life overpowers any chance for approval, leaving her feeling…
As a child our first hero is typically either our mother or father. We do everything we can to make them proud and grow up to be just like them. We tend to mimic their actions because we think it will make us more similar to them. In some situations we might find ourselves lying for our parents to cover up things that they do to avoid them getting into any trouble. As we grow older we tend to realize that we are not the same as mom and dad; we are our own person. However, it is thanks to our parents that we begin to find ourselves because we either follow their steps or learn from their mistakes. This situation sounds familiar to many and it is the same situation that is portrayed in many stories. [Universal Idea]…
In this story also the writer's mother wanted her daughter to be obedient by following her path. As she was optimistic, she always wants her daughter to be successful in the future thus forced her daughter to have the prodigy that she never wanted to be. She has a high expectation towards her daughter but every time she fails to stand to the expectation. The narrator also feels as if she could not handle her responsibility and let her mother's expectation down. From the Chinese Shirley Temple to the piano lesson the narrator mother's always responses saying not the best because you are not trying. Everymen the writer had the disappointment on herself for not performing well. From the other points of view, the mother has a genuine love towards her daughter. In conclusion, the story has revealed the mother-daughter relationship and also the generational gap between…
My parents always seemed odd to me as a child. They were very wordy and overbearing. I always wanted them to just ‘stop ' with the explanations and reasons behind everything that they did. They always had a story, explanation or ditty to give you when they told you something that you did not know. Little did I know as a child that I was part of a limited group of people who were afforded such a luxury. The stories of struggle and choice. The stories of importance and the value behind the choice to become something and to do right was always a topic in our household. There is…
My mother would always weep to hear the voice of a young man ,who has taken care of himself and his little sister. My father was more than proud of the person who I was becoming, and in that moment I realized these certain changes that were occurring through my life. Numerous of flashbacks of when I had to walk from school holding my young sister's tiny hand, or when I had to bring errands such as vegetables or tortillas for dinner, all the responsibilities I was given everyday to complete, it was to help me become the person I am today. I have seen young people nowadays, and it’s hard to watch them mistreat their parents and not give them the proper love and respect they really…
Rather than being gifted with parents who were capable of being around for all life’s hardships, I was given parents who were forced to work hours that did not allow for these moments. So while they were slaving away in factories to give their children the type of life they had not been so lucky to have, I decided that nobody knew what kind of person I wanted to be more than I did. So I would be the decider of what was acceptable for me to behave like and what should not.…
Filled with nervous excitement, my ten-year-old-self ran to the bulletin board eager to discover whether or not he was accepted to the choir. As he read the list of who were chosen, his heart sank; he was not on the list. “Maybe I should give up singing ” he thought; “Maybe my voice is not good enough”. However, he refused to despair; he was determined to achieve his goals despite this failure.…
Life is like a masquerade, everyone wears a mask to conceal their flaws, weaknesses, fears, and past mistakes. Everyone wears a mask to hide the fact that they’re human. Humans aren’t perfect; humans fuck up from time to time and sometimes, failure can lead to success. Failure can lead society to a different path, a brighter future. The wisest and most intelligent people are the ones that make mistakes and learn from them.…
I had a lot of failures in my short lifetime. Some of the failures I have done have done a lot of…
The theme of striving to become your own person in spite of parental roadblocks was very evident in the book TDBU in both Mami’s and Papi’s behavior towards their children. Throughout Reyna and her siblings lives Mami and Papi were not present. Even when their father was present he was abusive and thought all of his children were going to be failures. Despite their parental roadblocks Reyna became a successful adult. I identify with this because I am still striving to be my own person in spite of parental roadblocks.…
The advice that was given to me about writing my personal statement is that whatever I wrote, it must be a statement that came directly from the heart. I’ve found that in order to do this, I must actually write about my heart. When I was born, doctors discovered that I had a ventricular septal defect. The defect needed to be repaired, or I would have been wheelchair-bound and not lived past my fifth birthday. The experience of my heart surgery was not only life-altering for me, but for my parents as well. I was their first-born child, and they had just purchased their first home. It is hard enough to learn the ropes of becoming a parent - but to be the parents to a very ill child was something they had never prepared for. They always…
Does moving to a new place change everything you ever experience? Moving to a whole new descriptive place is like being pop out of your mothers belly again. Especially, when you move to a place where the language, the food, the people, school and everything else is brand new. Those type of situations, shape your way of living in a constructive way that will affect the rest of your lifestyle. That's the same situation that made me have a life change into a whole new story. Almost 15 years ago, my mother had to make a decision that will affect her and affect the love ones around her. An option that will make her leave everything she ever loved and wanted behind forever. The option was to leave her lifestyle, her family and leave a part of her own blood made from her flesh. The own blood was me, leaving me with my grandma so she could had gone to find a job and start a new journey. To have a way to support the her baby and her own family. Departing to the U.S.A when I was only one years old. Until a sudden burdens of death that was going to make my whole story, lifestyle, my whole childhood and the rest of my life changed.…
“Graduation, the hush-hush magic time of frills and gifts and congratulations and diplomas.” You weren’t lying when you said that Maya Angelou. May 19th, 2013 I had dreamt of that day for almost four years. I know I can’t be the only person who feel this way. I remember it as if it was just yesterday. So many different emotions going through my mind all at once. Happiness, Sadness, I felt relieved because it was almost over but at the same time I felt anxious and overly excited to just leave and go far away. 389 seniors were going to walk across the stage and receive their diplomas. After all, our class had the biggest percentage of graduates who were actually…
As I was writing my personal narrative for my composition 1 class, it easily made my mind boggle. After I had got started on my personal narrative, it was easy for me to keep writing and keep following along the story line. The main strength of mine that the essay played to was my creativity and my flexibility for different writings, because I have never written an essay as serious and sad as this one, but I did have to add my happy ending when I finished the story. I wanted it to be very attention grabbing with a twist, but I also wanted it to be very emotional.…
Starting from a place I remembered as a teen, moving from a place that was warm to a place that had all four seasons; such as winter, spring, summer and fall. The First place that I grew up was surrounded by mountains. During the winter it was full of white snow, something that I was never used to seeing coming from California where all one would see was sandy beaches and the waves clasping one another. As I remember being so new to Park City, UT all I could see was the wonderful views of trees, mountains and people skiing or snowboarding. I have to say this was a fond memory because for the firs time I was actually able to experience the feeling of what winter was…