An Insight
I was a mean kid; the way I talk to my mother was completely
outrageous. My family was a little different from others. My father works
in Vietnam since I was familiar with human affairs. My mother is the one
that took care of me and my younger brother. Ever since I graduated
from primary school, my temper had become very unusual. I answered
my mom back unreasonably, and I enjoyed it honestly. I was young, and I
thought I was a smart ass as I answered my mother back that rapidly. I
considered it was a manifestation of being smart. However, I soon found
out it was a terrible mistake.
I was an exchange student in U.S.A. It was on Christmas vacation, we
drove down from Michigan to Florida to pay my host grandparents a visit.
We arrived at night; I suppose everyone was exhausted after a thirtyhour drive. We were about to go for a dinner. My host dad; Scott said.
“Let’s go get some seafood, what do you say, Jason? I suppose you have
lots of seafood back in Taiwan.” I was so happy about it. I had been four
straight months without fresh seafood. By the time we were about to
start off, we found out my host brother; Chris, was still in the room. Chris
was a kid with lots of problems, he was about my age, but he doesn’t
have a driver license. Which is really odd as a teenager in this country. He
prefers to stay at home instead of going out, worse of all, he complains a
lot. Dad walked in the room and said, “Chris, everyone is waiting for you
out there. Why don’t you put your clothes on, so we could go to the Red
Lobster?” Chris looked up from his laptop and said, “I’m not going for
that, I don’t like seafood, you all could just go without me.” Scott
couldn’t take it anymore. He took the laptop away from Chris and said, “I
don’t think it is a good idea that you are playing the laptop while I’m
talking to you.” Chris shouted out, “What makes you think you could take
that away from me? I want my own space, get out of this room.” Scott
said, “I bought this laptop. You don’t want to work; you don’t want to fit
in the group, and you are telling me you want your own space? You can’t
always pick something you like to eat. You can’t sit in the house all day
and do nothing. I’m taking this away with me.” Chris said, “I’ll have to
fight you if you do that.” Scott was so mad, he slammed Chris in the face
and they stared to fight. Mom; Becky, stood up to the door and asked
them to stop, but no one wants to give in. It was a mess; two grown man
were fighting; mom was crying; grandpa and grandma were just sat there
and shacked their heads like they knew this would coming. I was shocked
and also thinking, the circumstance was kind of familiar.
We end up ordered some fast food for dinner. Mom and grandma
kept saying sorry, that I am not suppose to saw this. When I was in the
shower later that night, I kept thinking of Becky’s face with tear on it. I
suddenly realize how painful to watch two people you love were fighting
each other. I couldn’t imagine how deep I hurt my mother these few
years. In the December monthly report that I send back to Taiwan; I
wrote this story and tell everyone not to do the same thing as I did,
because I would never hurt someone I love again.