Adults - I pretty much agree. You can't change kids? I think you can before age 16 17 18. Past 18 is too late for much change. Outside of character, there's just far too much achievement gap to make up in the classroom. |
Are you shitting me? Maybe they can tell that you don't really love them, since you only want to associate with your own nieces and nephews if they follow the path you've laid out. Seriously, we're not talking about people who are drug addicts and you have to cut them off because they are stealing your stuff. This is your family, and your lack of respect for them is obvious to total strangers; do you think they don't pick up on it? |
Is that really the bar? Well, at least you're not drug addicts -- nice work! |
The bar for being around your extended family members without being clear that you think they are subhuman and not worthy of your presence and attention? Yeah, something like that. |
That was the bar in 1950 when any dumbass could make a middle class income working at a factory. In 2016? The bar is preparing your kids for university coursework. No, not "Harvard" ... but at least college ready for the state flagship. |
Yes, I tend to think that the people who are blasting the OP do not have any family or friends who live in this kind of environment. I have several cousins in this situation, and it is depressing to think about the prospects for their kids. I don't see them regularly, and I'm very friendly when we do see each other, and I usually just talk about superficial stuff and keep things light. But it's like we live in two different worlds. Foreclosures, skirmishes with the law, and teen pregnancies for their kids all seem to be par for the course. Their parents (my aunts and uncles) didn't place a strong emphasis on education, but the manufacturing jobs and other well paying blue-collar options that existed a generation ago are gone, so without a college degree or a skilled trade these cousins have struggled. And yet, they seem to be doing nothing to encourage their kids to do better, so instead of rising up the social ladder they are going backwards. The kids are dressed well and are cute, but the parents are more interested in going out drinking with friends than reading their kids a book or taking them somewhere educational. So yeah, internally, I judge. I'm not proud of it, because I know i'm not perfect, but from the outside it looks like they are failing, and their kids will suffer for it. Sometimes it feels similar to watching addicts spiral towards rock bottom. I don't say anything to them, or give advice, because they're adults and they've made their own choices. So that's where I differ from the OP. I see nothing to gain from a conversation about 'the right path' beyond wasted breath and potentially hurt feelings. If this were a sibling, though, it would be harder to stand by and watch. |
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I do get where you are coming from, OP. I grew up pretty poor, and worked my way through college, etc etc, and have done pretty well. It's hard to watch some of my relatives who I know are very smart not do as well. It can be a hard balance between "not gettin above your upbringing" and doing so well as to cause an actual divide.
You mentioned you offer advice..even when asked, I don't really say anything more than, "what were you thinking about doing" to make sure I"m not being the bossy know-it-all. But at the end of the day, it's still family. |
I posted this earlier. My parents were uneducated immigrants. They could not help with HW; they never came to parent/teacher conference. They didn't know anything about SATs, or the college application process. The things they did: tell us to do our HW, get good grades, don't hang out with the bad crowd, model good behavior by working hard. I a now a 2%er. There are *many* American parents like my parents. Many of my generation's (late 40's) parents didn't go to college, were uneducated, yet many of our generation did go to college. It's not about what they don't know. It's about how much they are willing to "parent" to make sure their kids have a better life. |
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