I was born to a father that was born and raised in the DR. He went to college in the DR for a bit, but dropped out since he struggled in Math. He then moved to the US. He had to really climb the employment ladder... quitting job after job until he got a CDL and landed a truck driving delivery job with coco cola, then later an MTA bus driving job.
I was born to a Mother that was born in the DR, she came to the US with her mother when she was a young girl and became a citizen. She grew up in the US, but dropped out of HS. My father helped her land a certification that helped her get a home aid job at a nursing home.
My parents have always been laid back... they dont care. I once wanted to join band, and I had to constantly remind them of what I needed to join. I'd give them slips and everything. It was a weird progression. I remember a teacher giving me a part of a flute, and telling me about the other stuff my parents needed to do to really get set up... Eventually I gave up and left it be. I remember feeling like I did not deserve to join band after getting that piece of flute.
I feel like a lot of college educated parents would care a lot more. As soon as they hear about band or any extra curriculars, they are right on top of it.
They also seem to raise their kids properly to where they become successful adults.
I see a lot of kids with college educated parents, and their parents often guide them and sometimes even hook them up with a real nice job. I'm jealous of them... they have it easier than those of us first time college students that have to pave a new path and find our own way through the unknown.
My parents know nothing about college, and they don't really have great connections that will help land me a great job. I have figure it all out and do all that myself.
I am grateful that my father did help me pick a major, though. He has a lot of friends and they tell him a lot of things.
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