”I expected to be assigned tasks: after all I was there to work, but it was difficult at first. I was homesick and there were a lot of culture clashes.” Something she considered quite strange was that the parents did not seem to want to spend much time with their children. “The mother studied to become a librarian, and she didn’t want to be disturbed by the children. I can understand that, wanting to study in peace, but what struck me as weird was the fact that on Fridays when the week was over neither of the parents wanted to spend time with their children. Instead they wanted to be left alone. It was almost like they didn’t want to have children, but rather had them out of a sense of obligation or tradition.” She takes a sip of her coffee and I ponder what she just said, and realize how lucky I am to have parents that genuinely care about me and take an interest in me and my …show more content…
With a slight bitterness in her voice she tells me that there was this one time when her father was visiting Toronto for business, and not having seen her father for 3 months she expected to be allowed to see him. However, the parents rejected her request to see her father since it required of my mother’s absence from the house for a day. This my mother considered unfair since Linda herself was not even leaving the house on that day since she always was at home studying in her own private room. “I disobeyed them and went to see my father anyway,” she says with a triumphant look in her eyes “something I do not regret doing, although they were very mad once I returned. They scolded me and said they were dissatisfied with my services. This was when I ultimately reached my limit and decided to