Coming Of Age Story

I don’t have a coming of age story. I don’t suddenly “become of age”, slowly I mature and grow so I can live without the aid of others. The change from childhood to adulthood is not sudden, but very subtle. My parents don't suddenly treat me differently, they slowly add responsibilities as I grow up. At first, this change is not as noticeable, but looking back I realize how much I have grown. I remember when I wasn’t allowed to pour drinks into my cup because my parents didn’t want me to make a mess all over the table and floor. Now, my parents make me in charge of preparing my own breakfast and lunch. Growing up isn’t sudden, it has to be taught and nurtured.
Growing up means becoming an adult that is mature enough to care for themselves and contribute to society. Adults can care for themselves and others without anyone else's help. An adult has to manage their own lives and have their lives in their own hands. I realized that adults have much more responsibilities when I saw my father do the taxes and pay for our utility bills. I never had to worry about money and bills but I realized that adults needed to be responsible enough to care about these things. Compared to …show more content…
But most of the time, I actually need to rely on other people to care for me. Sometimes people think that they can be on their own and completely take care of themselves, but when something goes wrong they run back to their caregivers immediately. As people give me more responsibilities and teach me more things, they relax their control over me and give me more freedom. I remember when my parents made me go to events and do things that I didn’t want to do. Now, they give me the responsibility to find events that interest me allow me to participate in what I want to do. As parents, teachers, and mentors relax their control, they empower me with more responsibility allowing me to grow up a