Some of these kids here have to chill out big time. Parents, I know how you feel even though I have no kids of my own.
Man, I wish I was your kid Carbo. I came to this country at age 3 or 4. I'm now 26. Our family lived as a typical immigrant poor family, maybe worse. My parents lost all their belonings (the government took my granfather's large farmland when they found out we fled the country). About 8-9 years ago, a few days before Chinese New Year, my dad already had the trip planned to go to visit China. Well, a few days before the holiday, we received a phone call that my grandpa died. 🙁 My dad paid a good amount more to rush his flight a few days ahead of schedule to go back.
My dad and mom lived payday by payday. He would make around $30-40 a day if he's lucky. If not, he gets no work for the day and goes home. All that money to feed a family of 7. I went to school, and always helped around the house. I would come home, clean, cook (at age 10-11, yes, I made the family meals), and take care of my 4 little brothers. Afterward, I would go into my parents room and help my mom and dad (after he gets off work) with sewing clothes for peanuts for pay. No, I didn't get paid, my parents did. I'd get an allowance of $5 every week if I'm lucky, every two weeks if not. I would not really get a chance to spend this, as I had to help out after school, and on weekends, I had weekend school. If I had time, I would go out with my friends.
Think of that, you spoiled brats, before you go complaining that it's unfair that you cannot go to that NSync or Brittney Spears concert, or when you can't get those $200 Kobe sneakers.
Life is tough, and I lived through it. Much worse than for many of you out there. Of course, I'm trying to give my brothers a good life now. I give them a few hunderd bucks a week when they need it, I buy them cell phones and I pay for the service fees, I buy them their computers. Do I spoil them? Yes, but at least they understand and are thankful for everything. At least, not all the time. Life ain't fair, get used to it.
Man, I wish I was your kid Carbo. I came to this country at age 3 or 4. I'm now 26. Our family lived as a typical immigrant poor family, maybe worse. My parents lost all their belonings (the government took my granfather's large farmland when they found out we fled the country). About 8-9 years ago, a few days before Chinese New Year, my dad already had the trip planned to go to visit China. Well, a few days before the holiday, we received a phone call that my grandpa died. 🙁 My dad paid a good amount more to rush his flight a few days ahead of schedule to go back.
My dad and mom lived payday by payday. He would make around $30-40 a day if he's lucky. If not, he gets no work for the day and goes home. All that money to feed a family of 7. I went to school, and always helped around the house. I would come home, clean, cook (at age 10-11, yes, I made the family meals), and take care of my 4 little brothers. Afterward, I would go into my parents room and help my mom and dad (after he gets off work) with sewing clothes for peanuts for pay. No, I didn't get paid, my parents did. I'd get an allowance of $5 every week if I'm lucky, every two weeks if not. I would not really get a chance to spend this, as I had to help out after school, and on weekends, I had weekend school. If I had time, I would go out with my friends.
Think of that, you spoiled brats, before you go complaining that it's unfair that you cannot go to that NSync or Brittney Spears concert, or when you can't get those $200 Kobe sneakers.
Life is tough, and I lived through it. Much worse than for many of you out there. Of course, I'm trying to give my brothers a good life now. I give them a few hunderd bucks a week when they need it, I buy them cell phones and I pay for the service fees, I buy them their computers. Do I spoil them? Yes, but at least they understand and are thankful for everything. At least, not all the time. Life ain't fair, get used to it.
