I firmly believe in responsibility and respect. As a child,
I was raised by my mother and I wasn't taught manners at all. I knew my mom
loved and cared for my brother and I, but she was also just relaxed and
careless too. We didn't eat at the dinner table and I would stay up all night
because I wasn't ever told to go to bed before 9. As I grew older into my teen
years I decided to move closer to my family in Springfield and moved in with my
father. My father wasn't around most of my life so I wasn't really sure what
was in store for me. My dad and stop mom both lived the upper class lifestyle.
I didn't really know what that meant but at the time I didn't really care. A
lot of things changed for me. The way I ate, slept, went to school, and many
other things. My dad's house was always like it was on a schedule. His main
motive was responsibility and to have responsibility, you must have respect to
others as well. Let me tell you, my first few weeks we're probably the most
frustrating and complicated weeks of my life. I had no clue how to respect my
elders or what responsibility even was. Paying bills? I'm only 14, I don't need
to worry about that yet. That's not what he meant though. I had a list of
chores to complete everyday if I was wanting a ride to school later that
evening. It was also expected to be done before mom started dinner and if it
wasn't then I would be making for myself dinner that night. I had no idea how
to even cook. Soon enough, I caught on and was cleaning up after myself and
made sure I was completely prepared for school the next day with all homework
done and ready for bed after a nice hot shower. To this day, I don't regret one
thing that my dad has taught or trained me. My late high school years I moved
back in with my mom when she moved to Springfield. I wasn't looking forward to
going back to my bad habits, but surprisingly, it stuck with me. I was always
cooking dinner for my siblings and making sure the house was picked up. My
mother is a very busy woman with a mentally ill child and a full time job, as
well a part-time weekend job, some days I may think she's being lazy but I know
that she's truly a hard worker and needs time to relax like the rest of us do.
To this day, I still have my good OCD habits and I am more responsible than I
ever thought I would be. I got a job when I was 16 and I haven't stopped
working since then. I saved up all my money during my high school years and I
moved out of my parent's house by 18 with that money. If I never lived with my
dad then I definitely think I would still be living at home with my mom while
in college and probably with no job. I give my parents much respect for raising
me with such responsibility at a young age. I will take after them and train my
children the same exact way and I will watch them go very far in life with it.
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