Tonight, after the dinner, my father talked with my younger brother about the grade again, who failed to achieve a high grade in the final exam. He asked my brother to get good grades next exam and emphasized don't let lim lose his face.Is grade so important that it can represent everything? Is the "face" so important, even more than the true happiness of his children? I feel a little confused.
I still remember that day when my brother got the school report. Unluckily, he was't in the top three in his class, which makes my parents very angry, and of course, very disappointed. I can understand their feelings, but I also think they have given too much pressure to my litter brother who ever told me he learned only for his parents, not for himself. Many parents like to compare their children with others', expecially in studies, and if their own child's grade is worse, they feel shamed. Obviously, such a result has brought shame to my parents.
Seeing this, I also recall my childhood, when I lived with my maternal grandparents and my parents worked in another city. Everytime they phoned us, what they firstly asked is whether I had an exam and what is the result and usually I wasn't expected to recieve their call. And when I was accepted to the first high middle school in our county, they were very pleased and gave me more care.It also make them decent before my other relatives.
Last year, my elder sister fell in live with a boy when she was a sophomore. My parents opposed to it very strongly, asking my sister to break up with the boy and if not, they would not recognize her as their daughter any more. First I didn't know the reason, but then I knew it was mostly because the boy hasn't a good appearance as well as a good lineage. But they even considered his qualities and totally ignored the fellings of my sister.
I know my parents care us very much, and they have done so much for us and hope we can own a better life in the future through our diligence in studies. Maybe they love us deep in their heart and they express it in another way. But in my eyes, true love contents understanding, respect, freedom and forgiveness. Except the grades of us, they should see something else. I hope they can try to understand us and let our home become a safe harvor where we can really relax, not caring too much about what others think.