When I was in middle school, my friend told me I was rich. Not because of the school we went to to, the clothes I wore, the things I had, but because of my relationship with my parents. My family is more American than Chinese. Let me try and explain this properly. In my family, education is very important, but it's also important not to force anything. My parents always encouraged me to do my best, although I was never forced to get good grades. My parents believed I should only get good grades if I wanted good grades, not to please them. When I came home with a C, my parents would tell me it was okay as long as I was trying my hardest. My friend came to the conclusion that if my parents didn't yell at me or anything for that C, they didn't care. Rich parents don't care about their kids grades, therefore I must have been rich... according to my friend. Because of this being pointed out, I always felt left out when my classmates were forced to do well in school.
Sometimes I look at the relationship other people have with their parents and I feel extremely lucky. I mean, I have two parents who have been married for twenty-four years. (Knock on wood) Their story is pretty cute because my mom was a nerd, my dad was a jock, and they both met in the Ecology club. I also have a brother who's four years older than me. So when you think about it, it's the perfect American family, right? I know I shouldn't be complaining, but it's because of that I feel so left out. So many different things that can tear apart a family: divorce, affairs, money, drugs, drinking, medical diseases, the list goes on and on. Most of the time I feel as if I'm really lucky, but sometimes I get instances where I feel left out. I don't know what to say or how to react when people complain to me about their parents, or their family. I'm not saying my family is perfect because it definitely isn't. I just think there are much worse things that could happen to my family and they just so happen to affect the families that surround me. For that, I am thankful. When I hear about all these horrible things happening to everyone around me, I have no idea how to react.... and I feel left out.
Here's another example. Last week, my friends and I were in the lounge and we got on the subject of discipline. It was more along the lines of what our parents did to us. Many things were mentioned: being locked out of the house, spending the night in the garage with no lights on, bamboo shoots, clothes hangers (both metal and plastic), back of feather dusters, and good old fashion spanking. Can I just say one thing? I felt extremely left out, to the point where it wasn't even funny. I can't remember a time where I was hit, or even really yelled at by my parents. My friends were telling me how it's a good thing to not be apart of it, but when everyone around me has some similar upbringing, it makes me feel really left out.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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I know what you mean on being left out on something bad, like my writing group was all talking about what it's like feeling high and I was kind of Yeah I have no idea what it's like, and I was like the only one. Sometimes it's like you want so much to be accepted and a part of a group that the things you sacrifice to be accepted are not really worth it. I know you know how lucky you are to have a decent non-violent (that sounds odd...) relationship with your parents, but you're not really left out. You can't be included on everything, and maybe the things your parents yell at you for simply aren't the same things your friends are yelled out. Of course every family is different, but maybe most of your friends are first generation kids while you're like...third generation? Their perspective and lives are going to be dramatically different from those all-American-Chinese families because of their parents' upbringing and the similar values they've all been taught. Maybe they're all going through similar experiences where they're all the first in their families to go to college or something.
ReplyDeleteIt just occurred to me that I have no idea where I'm going with this. I'm sorry, I'm really terrible at this deep thought stuff. Probably why I'm so superficial. Sigh...