Tuesday, 23 November 2010

Journal 1


Ever since I was about 12 years old (7th grade) my father has discreetly and slowly emphasized on the importance of education. At first it was only simple displays, such as persuading me to read the paper in the morning and become interested in politics and the world around me. But soon it became a daily ritual where he would talk to me about grades, the future, and other subjects. I would be ridiculed and sometimes punished if my grades dropped or I began to slack; therefore, I was pressured into studying harder. Strangely, I have begun to develop a great interest in certain topics that my father and I had discussed: mainly economics and politics. While becoming a bit too self- conscious about my intellectual level, there were a few important attributes I gained through this experience.
            First, the conversations we shared gave us a stronger relationship and has given me the chance to see the world as it really is. Although they are my father’s views, I inherit his opinion on politics and then interpret it the way I see it. The fact that I have knowledge on society at my age is a tremendous bonus because I am only becoming more advanced than I already am. Also, my grades have been more than proficient from the extra studying. As part of this, my father helped stimulate my voracious interest in reading. Whether it be the newspaper or a book, he has always encouraged and discussed this with me, as well. Lastly, I have become fantastically self- confident now that I know I am more intelligent and more developed than the great majority of my generation. My days of pressure have paid off into a new beginning for me, thanks to my father.

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