Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Those are the parents you hear about showing up at job fairs or grad school interviews.
I have an employee I hired right out of college and her mother called me a few times (just to get to know me), sent the office treats and even visited once during her first year with us. I wonder what mom was like when she was in college...
OMG. I can't even.
Anonymous wrote:To me this is so sad,.. I was the last of the generation without hand holding. My mom didn’t even know my college grades. Parents now are handicapping their kids due to their own anxieties.
Anonymous wrote:Those are the parents you hear about showing up at job fairs or grad school interviews.
I have an employee I hired right out of college and her mother called me a few times (just to get to know me), sent the office treats and even visited once during her first year with us. I wonder what mom was like when she was in college...
Anonymous wrote:"I had zero parental guidance. Took absurd classes like "AMERican Cool" and "empathy in journalism." Met my husband and popped out a bunch of kids. I am a cautionary tale to myself!"
I too had ZERO parental guidance. I flunked out twice. Now my parents claim it taught me resilience.
First, it taught me that top 20 schools are hard and state flagship universities are easy.
Then it taught me that hard schools lead somewhere but easy schools, not so much.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My friends husband would drive 2 hours each way to help his son with his economics homework. Unbelievable. He did this drive many times specifically to do/help with the economics homework.
I think that is really sweet and helpful. He got to spend time with his son and they probably had dinner as well. Plus, if dad knew it and son needed help, why is this that different than paying for a tutor or going to tutoring center? Plus if you are paying all that money for tuition, why not help kid understand the material. Maybe his kid had a LD that you don't know about?
It was a 2 hour drive each way on multiple occasions. His wife (the step Mom) thought it was crazy but did not say anything to her husband.
Anonymous wrote:I'm 46 and there were definitely helicopter parents doing all this stuff in the early 90s.
Anonymous wrote:After spending some time on a parent Facebook group, none of this surprises me. Parents are way over-involved. I've seen people trying to find roommates for their college seniors! (This is always for "a sweet young man who doesn't drink and loves studying and quiet.")
Before my son picked his freshman classes, I did make sure he had the four-year plan for his major and a list of gen ed. classes handy. For both kids, I check in once in a while to make sure they have been able to get the classes they need to stick to the four-year graduation plan, although one of them feels this is too much intervention.
Anonymous wrote:After spending some time on a parent Facebook group, none of this surprises me. Parents are way over-involved. I've seen people trying to find roommates for their college seniors! (This is always for "a sweet young man who doesn't drink and loves studying and quiet.")
Before my son picked his freshman classes, I did make sure he had the four-year plan for his major and a list of gen ed. classes handy. For both kids, I check in once in a while to make sure they have been able to get the classes they need to stick to the four-year graduation plan, although one of them feels this is too much intervention.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. One friend also plans to track his phone so she knows if he is in class every day. And she was also able to set it up where she will has access to log onto his college email to monitor every message he gets.
Still cool with all of you?
Really, really weird.
Anonymous wrote:I helped my son register for his classes the summer before his freshman year and even ordered his books. I submitted most of his housing and orientation forms and bought all his dorm items. He was a smart clueless indifferent borderline-slacker 17-year old who just wanted to hang out with his friends and party. We gave him 50-50 odds of making it beyond the first year of college and held our breath when we dropped him off. He changed dramatically in that first year, so he beat our odds. I haven't picked classes or intervened since - beyond paying the bills.