For starters I am 17 years old. I lived with my mother for twelve years and visited my dad on the weekends. My dad has been in the military for 18 years and has served two tours over seas fighting for my freedom so I have always looked up to him. In 2010 I made the hard decision to leave my mother and move in with my dad. Now it’s the same concept, I live with my dad and visit my mom on…
I lived in 3 different houses till I moved out of my parents’ house. Every time we moved the house got bigger with a new addition to the family. Our last house was a 7 bedroom, 2-story house. I have 3 other siblings, Jodi who is 3 years younger, Jane who is 6 years younger and Jim who is 15 years younger than me and 2 dogs. I always thought both of my sisters were more talented, more pretty and smarter than I was and I never got to know my brother very well till later in life because of our large age difference. Both of my parents got a college education, and for women in that time that was rare. My dad, James Torrey worked in an insurance company, and he always felt distant to me. My mom, Hetty Bixby Torrey never really had a job but she joined a lots of committees and participated in volunteer work. Don’t forget she had to take care of me and my siblings too.…
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…
In the reading Good Dads - Bad Dads. Two Faces of Fatherhood. Furstenberg Jr. focuses on the two different types of fathers that can appear in a child's life. The first type of father he focuses is on is the modern father/good dad. The modern father attains nurturing, emotionally attuned and caring qualities. The author made a point that the modern father was recently discovered, and that fathers haven’t been that involved in their child’s lives until the early 21st century. Before the modern dad arose, a father was only the provider and nothing more. The second type of father that Furstenberg Jr describes is the bad dad. The bad dad is the type of father that denies paternity to his child. He choses to ignore is parental obligations and live…
I began high school with a mother in rehab, and my sister, or what I referred to her as, my best friend, left for college. I was stuck in a house with my father, the only person I could ever trust. We were both confused about how to…
What is the one thing every person, white or black, rich or poor, American or Hispanic, wants to have plenty of in their possession? If it’s green, flimsy paper with different values on the front then money is the answer. Whether it’s 19th Century, 20th Century, or 21st Century, people work, steal, worship money. Human beings aren’t always satisfied with the amount of money they have, so they work harder, steal, rob, or cheat hoping to satisfy their money obsession. This describes the efforts and actions of an “American Gangster” named Frank Lucas. Frank did whatever it took to become rich to provide for his family, driving him to drug trafficking. Despite being a murdering, lying, threat to the North East gangsters involved with the drug trafficking, Frank Lucas elicits enthrallment from the audience due to his intriguing and charismatic character, emphasizing the pleasure of grasping possessions wrongfully will only bring you joy for a short period of time.…
The night I found out about my dad, I couldn’t understand why this was happening to me. At first, all I could think of were moments that he wouldn’t be able to witness. From seeing me graduate college to walking me down the aisle, it felt like I was being hit with a tsunami as I realized that soon, I would have to walk the path of life without my dad. How was it fair that I would have my dad ripped from my life after only 15, 16, or 17 years? I spent so much time feeling bad for myself that I didn’t see just how lucky I really was. While there are people in this world who have never known their parents, I’ve been blessed to know my father for 15 years. Despite the fact that many people in this world take their parents for granted,…
About a year ago, my parents started fighting, usually over small thing, like where the kids were. But then it got a little more intense, like one time my parents went next door to hang out with the other adults when my mom asked for gummy bears. My neighbors husband immediately got up and went straight outside. About a half an hour later he came back in holding multiple bags of gummy bears, and that’s when it started. That's when my step dad got really red and angry, and then stormed out the door. it seemed he always overreacts every time some guy gave her something.…
The job of parenting can be a gratifying experience, but it can also be overwhelming at times. When a child is birthed, the notion of feeding, clothing, and providing for them is a fundamental awareness. Although the basics of child rearing are common knowledge, rarely are parents told the techniques for raising a productive child. Decades ago, it was routine that the father worked while the mother stayed home to care for the children and the household. In this era, there are some extenuating circumstances where parents cannot totally commit to monitoring their children. They may be forced into single parenting, they may be required to work more than one job, or they may have too many children which would render them unable to properly supervise the child that needs the most supervision. On some occasions, these unsupervised adolescents may turn to substance use for various reasons. Some adolescents abuse substances (dependent variable) because of the type of supervision that was provided by their parents (independent variable). In this case, the question by which this research is…
This story requires a little back story, it was the spring of 2001. My dad at the time was 69, he had had quadruple bypass surgery three years earlier. I had four children a 17 year old step daughter, nine year old daughter, six year old son and a three year old daughter. My husband was out of town with his father attending his niece's blessing. (it is the equivalent of a catholic christening.) His mom had decided to not go since she was there when my niece was born for two weeks and felt she needed to be home for the weekend. My mom was out of town for the weekend at a womans LDS conference in Salt Lake Ut. My dad was all alone for the weekend and wanted to come down to visit.…
It was difficult because I never had a dad to talk to or give me advice about school, or even teach me to do anything as a father should to his son. Luckily my mother met my stepdad. My step-dad accepted and raised me as if I were his own son. As I was younger, I never understood why my step-dad would always force me to wash my own clothes, clean up after myself after eating, and to learn how to cook so I wouldn’t have to depend on my mom or anybody to provide for me in things that can be learned and done by an eight year old. As I grew older, I realized that everything he taught me was for a purpose. That purpose was to get me ready for life, and to be able to live on my own without anybody’s help. Though my step-dad has taught me skills on how to live on my own, he also taught me characteristics of being responsible, determined, hard-working, organized, understanding, and honest with myself. My step-dad raised my family in a strict environment, in turn, it taught me how to be self-disciplined. My step-dad always preached to never be a follower and to always be a leader, and I’ve shown these characteristics through all the times I’ve succeeded with my family in school, football, and…
I remember I sometimes hated leaving my mom and dad. I wished I could be with both of them at the same time. Me and my sisters lived in a new house in Everett, with our then new Step dad, Mom, and baby sister Meghan. Whenever we went over to my dads, there was always something my parents were fighting about, whether it involved us or not, we would always get an earful from both of them. This point of their separation really affected me the most. I didn’t realize until I got older that we should have never been exposed to that part of their lives, considering how young we were. Another part of their divorce was dealing with a step dad I’ve never been fond of, and neither were my sisters. It was somewhat of a culture shock, him growing up in Mexico, and for us, as we began living with a guy who wasn’t even our dad. I would always ask my mom why she couldn’t have married someone else. Someone we liked. My step dad was the type of guy who only cared about his “real” children, not us. It became a constant struggle for attention from my Mom. When we were young, my sister and I were treated like maids around the house when my step dad was around. He is honestly one of the main reasons why the divorce was so heartbreaking for me and my siblings. I feel as if my mom had married someone who supported her and loved her unconditionally; it would have made more of a positive impact during this hard time in our…
My parents have always motivated me to try my hardest and not give up. They always explain how they would have loved to be role models for my siblings and I. Truth be told, of course I look up to them, they are my motivation. My mother graduated as a cosmetologist a year or 2 ago. She was in her late 30’s to early 40’s. It’s never too late right? There are four children, including me, it was hard at first. We were all dependent of my Father. As of today I can say my Mother never gave up on her dreams. My Father was raised by his grandparents who have both unfortunately passed away. He had to get out of school at a very early…
Growing up as the oldest child of two first generation immigrants from differing backgrounds, I was met with many challenges that come with living in a substandard socioeconomic environment. For majority of my life my parents were both completing their education and working full time jobs, while raising five kids. With minimal extended family support and being the oldest I took on the role of secondary caregiver of my siblings, as a way to help shoulder my parents burdens. This became more so when my father was diagnosed with prostate cancer and the medical expenses pushed us further into poverty. Thankfully government assistance was afforded to us. Going into my freshmen year of high school my father passed his medical board exams and was…
Moving away from home and being in college, I look back on my years at home with a little bit of sadness and tad bit of regret. I realize that I took my father for granted. When I would complain about how much homework a teacher had given me, I never once heard him complain about staying late after work. When I would complain about not having the latest outfit, I never once heard him complain about…