Think about a moment when you challenged your parent(s)’ rules or expectations. How did you feel, and what was the outcome?
Prompt Response: For as long as I can remember, I've always been the "good kid," the one who followed the rules without question. It wasn't out of fear or a lack of personal opinion, but more a deep-seated respect for the sacrifices my parents made for me. They built our lives on a foundation of hard work and quiet determination, and I always felt a responsibility to not add to their worries. This meant I never pushed back on their expectations, never had that rebellious phase you hear so much about. Even when I disagreed with them, I'd usually just find a way to make it work, silently compromising my own desires for the sake of family harmony. Looking back, I sometimes wonder what it would have been like to stand my ground, to really fight for something I wanted, but in the end, I think this path was just a quiet reflection of their own values.
Summary: Today, we read a short story called "Two Kinds" by Amy Tan.
Reflection: I got better analysis skills and practiced relating others experiences to my own.
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