Describe The Differences Between Sheritta And Janel

As everything was progressing forward, my parents relationship was taking a turn for the worse. It seemed like they were complaining about each other a lot more. I didn’t understand it. They never really complained about each other before. All of a sudden they just started yelling about how much they couldn’t stand each other. I would usually defend the other parent and say that they shouldn't talk about each other in front of me. I became very irritating. It reminded me of a part in The Glass Castle. There is a part where Jeanette’s parents fight for a long time. They fight all through the night and into the next morning. It was like that except in an indirect sort of way. I became more irritated. Why did my parents resent each other so much? They had been married for many years and had three

Have you ever been in a fight with your parents because you both had different viewpoints on a topic? In the stories “Confetti Girl” by Diana López and “Tortilla Sun” by Jennifer Cervantes that is exactly what is happening. In “Confetti Girl” the kid believes that their parent loves his books and literature more than them, In “Tortilla Sun” the kid thinks their mom is being selfish and neglecting them since she is going to Costa Rica for the whole summer and leaving them at their grandmothers. However their parents believe they are helping, In the stories, the difference points of view of the parents and kids creates tension because the kid feels like the parent is neglecting them while the parent thinks they are helping.

I can see that in how my parents have had arguments. One of their disagreements was clearly a class of expectations of things that needed to be done as we had family coming. When my father thought my mother should have done something that she had not he became upset with her. It was almost as if they had fought over nothing, something so trivial did not need an argument to sort it out. I can now see that this was a fight that surfaced because of expectations of one another to contribute to an entire job. It was not just about the one task at hand, or the parts of a whole, it was about how t fit into the whole situation like in the symbolic interaction theory. The way that they interacted with each other had a significant meaning. Also, the tasks had a specific meaning to each of them. For my mother, it meant nothing and to my father it meant much more. Families react to each different personality that makes up them. One person can influence the personality of others. I can see this also in how my parents have shaped me. The way that they have always interacted with me has molded me into a very positive person who is also very stubborn and strong willed. It is also easy to see how when my parents addressed the myths about marriage during interviews, they were both very certain of themselves. They knew, from their own experiences, that their opinion mattered. They have been through thirty years worth of trial and

Since I was a child, I have always listened to what my parents have told me to do like a soldier receiving orders from a commander. My mom and dad have worked long hours at their job and I love them for always caring and looking after me. But as I got older, I began to develop a mind of my own. In middle school, my parents would forbid me from watching more than an hour of television or they would refuse to let me hang out with my friends more often. It vexed me that they could not be more like other parents who let their kids do whatever they want. Next thing I know, my parents and I would always argue about everything I do. I refuse to do my chores and would constantly pick a fight with my siblings. Slowly, it got to the point that I would

My parents were never a perfect couple, they always got into big arguments and physical altercations to the point where it affected me in school academically. My mom would end up with 2 black eyes from my father and my father being away from home for a long period of time.

My parents are Bryant Beeland and Carol White Beeland. For the last 20+ years, both of my parents worked at Beeland Financial Group, which was an accounting firm that my Dad built. Upon my graduation, my Dad became a CFO at a local company while my Mom decided to not go back to work. They worked out disagreements in parenting out of the view of the public eye; that said, I rarely saw them argue. The few times that I did, they would typically do separate things for a few hours and then come back together to talk over the issue. My Mom and my Dad handled ‘child-launching’ in different yet similar ways – my Mom started taking trips or engaging in other activities that were relaxing to her; meanwhile, my Dad threw himself into his work. Both of these actions allowed them to get away from my childhood home, and thus away from the reminder that I was no longer there.

This is a reason why parents can be seen as a hero to some and a villain to others. Yes, they mess up at times, but they are the people that love

Contrast of Elaine, I live with my both parents, just Elaine did but I am raised by really strict parents, whereas Elaine's parents were supportive and not strict as my parents. My parents worked most of their time throughout the day in order to keep with the needs, and assume that I should be getting outstanding marks in school, and occupy myself by only studying. Due to this, I was unable to make new friends, and follow the customs they have been following since I was suppose to stay at home only concentrating at my school work. I could have made new friends while I was at school that would not last for long because they wanted to do things that my mother did not wanted me to do, like playing after school with other people too. This kept going all through around my girlhood until I was 14, when I made a friend who was disobedient. Even though I still had my outstanding marks, the marks that my parents wanted me to have, my friend slowly started to apply her disobedience towards me and I started to follow as what she would say. My father would say to me that 'the second I will lose the concentration from studies, there will be no more outstanding marks in school due to this reason; will fail classes and teach me a lesson.' As time went by with my friend, I started to become more like her, disobedient – not following what my parent would tell me.

redevelop and the person might love their parent or hate their parent depending on their child hood. This is

It is said, that our parents right or wrong conduct shape our lives and we may become good or bad. The habits that eventually becomes part of our daily lives start in our infancy which may us express ourselves within our world. This can be said of many people growing up. I am no exception for I am the person I am today though in large part because of my mother and father. Growing up and even still today, I thought of the way of my parents thinking: there was nothing either could do. It was as if my parents where magical for any problem that would come up, meaning a broken toy being fixed by my father or my mother making strawberry milk. However at this rather impressionable age I did begin to notice certain habits exhibited by my dear

I was the “Easy Kid” my parents would always tell me. I listened to everything they said and never got in trouble for the same thing twice. Supposedly I never went through that phase of temper tantrums or acting out in public. My parents said that it was almost like I went straight from being an infant to an adult. I was deathly afraid of disobeying or disappointing my parents when I was younger. I just listened to what they said the first time and didn’t make the same mistake in fear of consequences that might come of my actions. My parents were by no means strict, but they were all-knowing when I was young. I was a people-pleaser, but only to the people that I had a high respecting for. One could say that my mom and dad were my first role-models, because I respected and trusted them in everything they said and they never led me astray. Throughout my life friends and other family members have come and gone, but my parents were always there for me and still are to this day. This caused me to develop an overwhelming reliance on them emotionally. It caused me to almost completely establish my happiness on what I thought they were proud of. In other words, if I didn’t think they were pleased with what I did or accomplished I wasn’t happy with myself.

My parents have always been overprotective over my siblings and I, but my dad is far more authoritarian than my mom. My dad and mom’s differences can be seen when it comes to house rules, going out, and having a boyfriend.

We try to compare our parents to other parents, our friends always tell us ‘hey your mom and dad were super cool’ but we think to ourselves, are my parents that cool. I think the world revolves on how strict or soft our parents can be. We all have our experiences with our parents growing up to now that we're in college, we look back and we ask ourselves was my mom or dad strict with me or soft, which leads me to telling you this story were i will be explaining how my mother was soft compared to Sophia‘s mother from tiger mom.

Questioning on human qualities and aspects has always been a fascinating subject. I enjoy thinking 'why some people think in certain ways and what makes some people behave in particular ways? ' And the reasoning after is the most delightful period. As I moved to California, one of the most diverse places, understanding culture became an effective tool to sort out the differences. Learning about cultures has become the key to reveal truly exceptional qualities for human characters and interactions. Since everyone has different background cultures and unique discipline within families, each person is unique. Within these in mind, I can newly see the world and every person as how I define. It even applies to family members that I have known for my life. Before I consider about my parents ' backgrounds, I cognized my father as conventional Asian dad that who doesn 't talk much and my mother as the classical Asian type of mom. However, as I grow up, I discerned that my father is a typical engineer that who follows logics but has the lack of communication skills. Moreover, my mother is also a typical artist that just her emotions often overflows. And it was such an irony for me that those two who hardly understand each other have married and lived together so far. Therefore, my parents have been the best subject to see how two opposite people make harmony. For most of the time, they are in happy by fulfilling each other 's incompleteness. Some other times, they have conflicts

My parents have always had two completely different styles of parenting; mom’s definitely didn’t work, dad’s wasn’t too bad. My dad would always sit down and talk with me and want to know what was going on in my life, and he