after what seems to be decades of thinking about what in HECK i should write about, i've come up with this. What do y'all think? Criticism and feedback is, as always, greatly appreciated, and i will definitely try to return the favor
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Asking my mom for something requires at least two hours of planning, two hours of practice, and up to a week of waiting for the opportune moment. Whether it is asking her if I can go to a party, or if I can sleepover at a friend's house, it is only with careful maneuvering and persuasive diplomacy that I can sway my conservative, Asian mother to comply with the western principles of freedom and independence that my friends enjoy.
I understand that it must be difficult for my mom to adjust to the idea of teenagers going out at night. In Korea, teenagers usually stay at home and study ravenously for college entrance exams. However, as I go to an international school in Singapore, I've been exposed to westernized ideals of a social life. And as tempting as it may be to yell at my mom, "Why can't you be more like my friends' moms," I recognize that she is only trying to look out for me, and she doesn't want me to get sidetracked from my first and foremost priority: education. Because of her sometimes-blatant rejections, I can never forget the fact that I am a person with a strong desire to succeed, to achieve, and to make my mama proud.
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Asking my mom for something requires at least two hours of planning, two hours of practice, and up to a week of waiting for the opportune moment. Whether it is asking her if I can go to a party, or if I can sleepover at a friend's house, it is only with careful maneuvering and persuasive diplomacy that I can sway my conservative, Asian mother to comply with the western principles of freedom and independence that my friends enjoy.
I understand that it must be difficult for my mom to adjust to the idea of teenagers going out at night. In Korea, teenagers usually stay at home and study ravenously for college entrance exams. However, as I go to an international school in Singapore, I've been exposed to westernized ideals of a social life. And as tempting as it may be to yell at my mom, "Why can't you be more like my friends' moms," I recognize that she is only trying to look out for me, and she doesn't want me to get sidetracked from my first and foremost priority: education. Because of her sometimes-blatant rejections, I can never forget the fact that I am a person with a strong desire to succeed, to achieve, and to make my mama proud.