For little boys and girls that do not listen to their families to start listening because Logan did not listen and he ended up paying for it.” Noah sat there for a few moments processing the story then he got up, hugged me, and went and apologized to Sam and Olivia. He still had some stubborn flashes but he got better and we had begun to share a sibling-like relationship. After the end of the war it went unspoken that our parents did not survive. I, for a while, did not know what was going to become of Noah and me. The Murphys told us to get ready to go outside and that they had a surprise for us.
My mom moved into a hotel for awhile, before finding an apartment. My older brother just moved out all together, he did not want to deal with things. It was very tense between everyone for a long time. My parents did not actually divorce until a year after they separated. It was a bitter dispute.
They had tried to qualify for a conventional loan several times, but had been turned down with each attempt. I was very depressed about the situation. Having to share a bedroom with my little brother at age 13 was both irritating and embarrassing. I had stopped inviting friends for sleepovers years ago. A co-worker who had recently purchased a home put my mother in touch with the woman who had helped her obtain her unconventional loan.
They lived about three hours away, but I did not know them very well, and although I never particularly wanted to go, my mother said it was best, so I could get to know my father’s family. My grandfather, whom I called Papa, while his name was actually Sid, was the highlight of my visits. My mother always told me stories about him, and as the story goes, he worshipped me when I was a toddler. I was the first grandchild, the first niece, the first baby in the family for quite some time. Papa would walk for miles to pick me up and take me back home with him, and I loved flowers, so all along the way I wanted to stop and pick every flower I saw.
When my mother and father split up my sister and I were left with my mother. I remember being upset that my father did not take me with him. I remember crying about it and I also remember my mother punishing me for it. This caused me to believe that it was normal for a father to leave, but when I started preschool I realized that was not the case. I felt very confused when other children would talk about their families.
“You didn’t have an easy childhood.” Elin shook her head. “I thought my luck would change when I learned Frank adopted Tom. For almost a year I waited for him to take me away from my parents and the prison they called home. I even had a bag packed and hidden in the back of my closet so I could escape quickly.” A sad smile spread across her face. “My parents rarely permitted me to leave the house.
At the end of the film Ben understood that his place was with the Cappadora’s family Through the movie we are able to see how painful it was to the Cappadora family to deal with the lost of a member. I say that the film emphasis a communication problem because after the tragedy, Beth never was the same. She was not communicating with anyone and there we see a miscommunication problem explained in the class. The affected with this situation was Vincent, who felt abandon because her mom never communicate to him and in a certain way she never paid attention to him thinking about Ben all the time. Pat, her husband, also paid the consequence of the miscommunication problem and in different ways he try to help Beth communicate better and to get over the emotional crisis.
Same goes for my mother. She was treating us like carriers and not like kids. My parents only care about themselves at the time. My feelings were never taken into consideration... ... middle of paper ... ...friends” then they would interpret my words differently and make me look like a bad person. Rumors were spread, arguments took place, and I lost those two friends because they couldn’t treat me right.
When my parents decided to get a divorce, I was left with my mom. My father moved to Norwalk, Iowa, which was about an hour and forty-five minutes from me. I visited him very rarely, and I came to the belief that he didn’t want anything to do with me. While now I know this isn’t true, as a child I couldn’t fully understand that my father couldn’t control how often he saw me because of his work schedule. While living with my mom, I was deprived of the attention that a seven-year-old needs.
When I was a kid I didn’t have my parents they got pregnant at a young age and couldn’t keep me and my older brother so we were split up. My parents ended up giving my brother to my grandmother when he was just a baby, and then I came along and my parents ended up getting a divorce so I went to live with first my father but he was too into the woman he was dating at the time so I was shuffled around from family member to family member till I ended up living with my aunt. My brother was raised with all the confidence he could get he was praised by my grandmother. Everything he did she would give him the love that he needed because he didn’t have our parents and me on the other hand I didn’t get that type of love I was told that I wouldn’t amount to anything and the only thing I would be great at is being a garbage man. I was a very active child I couldn’t really sit still so I would get in trouble a lot because of it and I would get told a lot that that was the reason why my parents didn’t want me because I didn’t know how to act, I guess that is what Dweck meant when she was explaining how when you falsely praise someone or praise someone too much they can get a big head and get dependent on it and those who were not praised enough got the motivation to prove everyone wrong.