A problem in “The Veldt” is parents know that they are spoiling their kids but don’t do anything about it. On the Today website they give a survey to 6,000 partents, “Moms reported they plan to spend an average of $271 per child this holiday, with one in 10 saying they’ll shell out upwards of $500 on gifts for each child.” It also said that more that half of the parents thought that they spoil their kids more than they were spoiled. The parents in the story knew that giving their kids everything they wanted was making it harder for them. The quote shows even when they know they are spoiling their kids, they still don’t do anything. Parents know that they are spoiling kids, but don’t
My mom worked a lot of overtime hours to support our family as my dad’s business did not always provide for us. Occasionally, my dad would sleep in a different room in the house. One day shortly after the end of my fourth grade year, when what was to be a summer to remember, my mom broke the news to me and my brother. It had ended. Mom and dad were getting divorced.
My mother kept breaking down into tears and my father kept comforting her, and I assumed that it was just a result of my behavior and that it wasn’t a big deal. If I’m being completely honest, I didn’t really care what was wrong. I was blinded by nostalgia and I focused more on the people I had just left behind than the people who had been there for me for the entirety of my life right in front of me. The six hour drive home that followed was miserable, as I refused to talk to anyone. My parents made multiple efforts to begin conversation, as they were curious how the program went.
After getting divorced, my mother’s depression worsened and she was unable to complete everyday tasks such as grocery shopping, paying bills, or taking my siblings to school. Once I recognized the need for these tasks, I took the initiative to take care of them. When schoolwork and volleyball practices increased, I found myself unable to take care of my family which resulted in guilt. Ultimately, I quit the volleyball team because I felt responsible for taking care of my mom and younger siblings. I felt as if I needed to get a job so I could begin financially providing for them as well.
George Lopez once said “I had a very difficult childhood. I was surrounded by people who had parents, which made me feel different. Having a bit of a rougher existence early on, it made me appreciate the work ethic that my grandparents instilled in me.” Grit, courage and resolve; strength of character. George was born on April 23, 1961 in Mission Hills California. He was abandoned by his parents.
Every time they would get back together in the hopes that they could give me a better childhood together than apart. Before my birth, my father had been emotionally and physically abusive toward her, though she stayed because she thought she could change him. As time passed, it seems to me now that she felt that she had to change him, not for herself or what he had done to her, but rather for myself and my siblings to make sure we had a father who was present. Around age eight, roughly speaking, Mom had had enough of Dad’s yelling and left with myself and my siblings in tow. We moved to a townhouse style complex, as that is all she could afford, and I would not stop complaining.
My Educational Journey Today I would consider myself an average student. On occasion I tend to slack off but what student doesn’t. At the end of the day, I always try my hardest to be the best possible student I can be but, life isn’t perfect everyone has setbacks but we have to work through it. Don’t take obstacles as a negative switch them into a positive use them as motivation to keep going, Ralph Marston states “you turn a negative into a positive, you gain twice. You are no longer burdened with the negative situation, and in addition to that you are strengthened by a new positive force”.
They are usually pretty conservative socially, which was a big conflict because my aunt on my dad’s side has been living with her partner for 40 years. For all of my life heretofore (and I assume for the rest of it), her homosexuality is not acknowledged by my grandparents, which is a sad situation for her (not to usurp her conflict but it’s also frustrating to me because I have to be closeted around my grandparents as well). This side of the family is where most of the cultural traditions come from, such as making lefsa, lebkuchen, and krumkake for Christmas. My grandma has a bunad and insists she teach each of the granddaughters once they turn 23 (an arbitrary number as far as I can tell). My house has a heirloom Hardanger fiddle in it, but no one actually knows how to play
Growing up I faced many challenges in life, and nothing was really that easy at all. I guess you can say I was one of those kids who didn’t have the choice to act mature. My life was full of constant challenges, from not having anything to working for what I have now. Around 2006 my father was offered a better job in North Carolina, and my parents decided it was for the best. One night we packed our things and headed out for a “better” life.
My family was broken apart when I was twelve years old. It was inevitable; my parents had been fighting each other my entire life, and nothing was going to change that. After dealing with each other for twenty years, they were finally fed up with it. My mom divorced my dad and moved across the country. My siblings and I had to stick together and adapt.