Crack that whip!
Jun 14 '00 Write an essay on this topic.
What is wrong with parents and not letting their kids have fun these days. I am 16 year old male with a GPA of 3.4. (Keep in mind that I am in every advanced class offered to me). I live in white suburbia with two parents. My dad doesn't say more than a few words to me everyday, thus he doesn't try to control or punish me either. My mom, on the other hand, I think of as very strict. It's summer and she makes me be home by 11 p.m. on weekdays and 12 p.m. on weekends. This is partially understandable because those are the city's curfew code. But even if I am at a friends house she wont let me stay out later. It's not like I have to get up in the morning or anything. A few weeks ago I asked her if I could go to a co-ed sleepover. She said, "No". I then asked her why, did she not trust me? She replied by saying she trusted me. I was puzzled, if she trusted me, then why couldn't I go? It must be because she doesn't trust me, even though she said directly to my face that she did. I guess she doesn't have to be honest even though I do. She knows all of my friends very well, they are all "good" kids like me. I guess she doesn't trust them either. I have another story from a few weeks ago. Two of my friends and I were going to have a little party. We invited some girls over, but one of their moms' wouldn't let them party with us because my friends parents weren't home. The mom said to the girls later that we must be drinking because there were no parents. I found this very insulting, this lady works at our school and knows we are "good" kids. Besides, what right did she have to assume that we were drinking. I can partially understand why she wouldn't want her kid their, but like I said, we are "good" kids. I am not totally sure where I am going with this whole thing, but I guess I am just trying to figure out why the leash is so tight on us teens. We don't do drugs, drink, or go around having casual sex. There is no reason for our parents not to loosen up a little. My mom told me that even when I was 17, I would have a curfew. I just don't get it. I am not a little boy anymore. I have grown up, and I think all parents need to come to face the fact that their babies grow up. I thought we were supposed to get more responsibility as we grow. Maybe I should become a pot smoking drunk with a few venarial diseases, then see how my parents react. They would finally appreciate what a "good" kid I am now. I feel that someday I am going to be forced to grab the whip and say, "No more, I am gonna do what I want and you can't stop me!"
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