Since I was eight, my parents have been waking me up at four a.m. to work at our family’s business, Chuck’s Donuts. At the time, I saw this as a pain, a chore, something I would rather not do. I was always grumpy and annoyed in the morning, especially when asked to help serve customers or wash tables.
My parents constantly scolded me because of my bad attitude, talking back, giving off an aura of nonchalance, or acting like I owned the place. And it should come as no surprise that my academic mindset was even worse. My daily goal was to get out of school as soon as possible so I could get back to my Nintendo.
As a kid, I didn’t care about what my parents said, because I didn’t think that they were there for me. Though I didn’t understand
My parents constantly scolded me because of my bad attitude, talking back, giving off an aura of nonchalance, or acting like I owned the place. And it should come as no surprise that my academic mindset was even worse. My daily goal was to get out of school as soon as possible so I could get back to my Nintendo.
As a kid, I didn’t care about what my parents said, because I didn’t think that they were there for me. Though I didn’t understand