I run my life from moment to moment, knowing the fact that I can not run a marathon anytime soon. That may be a little misleading, sounding as if I go on immense adventures and take in everything as I go. What I actually mean when I say this is that I do not preoccupy myself with anxiety for problems of the future. I have my goals and I will take the steps necessary to accomplish them. My family 's overarching pessimism and anxiety demonstrated to me that I had to pursue the opposite mindset in order to thrive. To clarify, my parents are those that have high expectation. My mom in particular is adamant about me doing the best that is possible. If I do not do the best she thinks I can, she will assume that I do not care at all and that I am not trying at the slightest. This all comes from good …show more content…
My dad on the other hand wants me to be the best. He is always trying to make me do things that I do not particularly want to do. I know he is trying to open me up to knew interests and such, but most of it is to look good. He always gets mad and says I am screwing my life over when I deny trying these new experiences.
Now I am not just writing all this just to bash my parents; I am writing all of this to explain how I approach life. My parents have led a good life, and just like everyone they have their regrets. I suppose that my parents raise me this way because they do not want me to make the same mistakes. They get mad at me because they fear I will repeat history and will have to start over with my own kids. I have picked up on this and I learn from them. I am learning what to do,
Influence from your parents affects personality and motivation. The amount of pressure put on children can affect an individual's motivation to succeed. In outliers, Gladwell says “But social savvy is knowledge. Its a set of skills that have to be learned. It has to come from somewhere, and the place where we seem to get these kidneys of attitudes and skills is from our families”(Gladwell 102).
Growing up different wasn’t always easy for me. My dad, Anthony Smigelski Jr., worked as an active duty officer in the Coast Guard and my mom, Claudia Smigelski, worked as a registered nurse. In 1976 it was illegal to perform an abortion in New Orleans, Louisiana so my parents, who were unsuccessful having their own children, moved to Louisiana in hopes they would have a better change to adopt a baby. On April 2, 1976 they got their wish; I was delivered to their home in Gretna, LA when I was only 10 days old. It wasn’t long after my parents got me that my father was transferred to Governor’s Island, NY when I was two years old.
Parents have a substantial influence on children. Everything that a child says, does, and/or reacts to a situation is because of his or her parents. In The Chosen, by Chaim Potok, the main families are the Malter and Saunders family. David Malter is a teacher and Reb Saunders is a rabbi. They have expectations for their sons, Reuven Malter and Danny Saunders, of who they become.
I’ve lived my life comfortably, I played Pokémon with my brother, instead of dolls with my sister- and I’ve turned out happy, and healthy. Isn’t that all a parent should care about? (Sorry if I got off topic from the assignment, this one topic has a tendency to get me fired
Not everyone is lucky in this world with great parents to care for them. People may not always know how great their parents are and take them for granted. A good parent is someone who will you whenever you need them and will love you no matter the situation. Parents may not always agree with your actions or words but they will love you unconditionally through any bad choice you make. For instance, imagine if you were to become something in life that was a horrible decision like being a thief and all you ever did was for your convenience and never seemed to do one good action.
Although my parents’ expectations are high, I understand their reasoning. They just want the best for me and they also want me to push myself academically. I think this expectation is good for me because I tend to lack motivation but I think it is harsh not to consider any other career paths. My parents also expect me to spend all my time increasing my academic ability, which I think is very unrealistic for an average
What are your parents doing? What are your doing? Everyone around the world has parents that influence what their kids do. Wether this is good or bad, we will take a look on how much parent’s actions influences their children's. There are many different things that can influence your kid's actions, but your parent’s actions should influence their kid’s actions to do better.
He was already expecting my failures and mistakes. I experienced difficulties finding out who I was because I was too preoccupied with doing everything my father was telling me. I felt so cheated, the life I wish I lived was snatched from me. I do not know where it came from, maybe from the exhaustion of listening to my father, but when I entered high school, I switched from not wanting to fail for my parents to wanting to succeed for myself. I challenged myself academically and socially.
Being the first in my family to go to college is is not only such an honor, but a great responsibility. I have learned not to get caught up in my own parent’s mistakes, but to learn from them. When I didn’t do particularly well on my math regents, and instead of just accepting the grade, my parents constantly reminded me of the consequences if I did not do well on the retake of the exam. They also made sure that I know that I am smart, and just one bad grade isn’t going to change that. The constant reminders and words of encouragement definitely helped me through the exam, as I received a passing
This is because I have what I need I just don't always have what I want. Also my parents think that education is very important, but they don't agree with tests like Istep and NWEA because they think they are unnecessary and dumb, but they want me to have good grades so I can get into a good college. Another thing about my parents is that if an adult asked then what the think of me. They would probable say that am very quite (because I don't go out of my room) and that I am a really good kid but they are the kind of parents that would try to make me look good infront of
My parents didn't have the opportunities that we have. Both my parents had to quit school at a young age, they had to find a job and help my grandparents pay for bills. My mom wanted to have an education she wanted her diploma but she wasn't able to achieve that goal. To her and my father is important for us to get an education for us to finish high school and go to college because they want all their kids to have a better life and be able to support our children in the future. From day one when I started kindergarten my parents push me to do my best and I don't plan to let them down.
Parents have an enormous influence on the way their child acts, thinks and is perceived by others, and if there is anyone who is doubtful of this- I am walking proof. The two people who raised me have molded me into the person that I am and will be. From a young age, children become aware of seemingly little things that stay with them whether they like it or not. In my case, I wondered about how my parents could not attend my concerts like all my friends’ parents could, or how they were not able to help me with my homework. I was always jealous of others who did not have these thoughts stuck in their head- just as the thought of a stalled task clings to the mind, only coming forth when it starts to be forgotten.
Parenting is often judged yet rarely understood. One could be the ultimate parent AND the ultimate failure, all at the same time. The guilt of corrupting someone who is your responsibility deteriorates a parent over time. It is universally accepted that as we grow older we become a mirror image of our parents. Their values become our own, just as their parents’ became theirs.
My goal in school was to achieve above and beyond, only earning A’s and B’s so that one day I could take care of my parents. My parents never saw me as a “worthy” child since I was always compared to my older brother believing that I would follow in his footsteps; making his mistakes like dropping out of college and getting into trouble with law enforcement. They put me down and compared me
It was quite Monday in spring, a normal day but for me and my team it was a big day. It was the day we started training for the important race; the race decide which track team was the best in the city. My teammates are, George, Aron and Dylan. We have been working hard because we lost the championship last year it would be good for us to come out this year and win the championship.