I like to think that my parents are fairly successful. They live a comfortable life and so do I, however, when report cards are mailed the only question I seem to get asked is "Why don't you have straight A's? I had straight A's when I was your age." I usually reply with a simple "I'm not you" or "Neither Peter nor Katherine (my older siblings) got straight A's."
Parents don't seem to realize that us students try as hard as we can to "make the grade". As we get older and the world develops more and more, the information awaiting our young mind's attention just grows and grows. Parents don't realize that if we were taking their classes right now we would be getting better grades than they did way back when.
What I'm thinking is that my parents see me as a "last hope", or at least that's what my siblings say. I'm the last of my family to go through high school and get good grades and go to a good college and get a good job, which is what everything eventually amounts to, isn't it?
Our parents want us to succeed like them. Personally, I almost think that parents who are less successful want their kids to succeed even more. In a strange way this goes back to My Antonia's time period where the first generation wanted the second generation to do better than they did.
At the last moment I realize that I want to do well in school for me, not just for my parents. Yes, I agree with the statement and I want to make everyone proud and happy (almost like what Tori said), but at the same time I want to experience that boost of self-esteem when I know that I've done a good job.
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