Rebellious Definition

If I had to describe my mother using one word, I would say; Rebellious. If the definition of the word rebellious is; “Showing a desire to resist authority, control, or convention”, then what else I can call my mother? Throughout her entire life, my mother has done things, that exceeded the expectations of women of her age, time, and place. However, my mother would not approve of me calling her rebellious. In fact, that is the exact word that she would call my sisters and I to show her objection towards any of our disapproving actions. Moreover, my mother was the first person to teach us how to be feminists, without intending to do so. Thus, I “interviewed” my mother, not just to document, what I believe to be a unique journey of a woman. But …show more content…
Though, she was a good student (as the people around her always say), her father did not want her to complete her education beyond high school, since there was no college in the town they lived in. Therefore, he did not want her to travel alone to attend the training school as she wished, which was located in a city close by. However, my mother persisted, and went to the school without her father’s approval. Yet, she does not look at it as a fight against the patriarchy.
I asked my mother; what was your parents' reaction towards you being a working woman, when no female in your family or your town had worked before? Though she has now retired, she answered with thrill and joy as if she heard the news yesterday. She told me; “No they did not object to the idea of me working outside the house”. She goes on; “I was so happy to receive the job offer, I did not think it was an odd thing to do” [to be a working …show more content…
I cried the whole eighteen hour flight (of course I had to pause for a few minutes every now and then). Also, I refused to leave the hotel for a whole day when I finally arrived in Baltimore. Though it was not my first trip abroad, and knowing I had FaceTime, Whatsapp, Email, and all these things, still I cried my eyes out. My mother had nothing of the sort to help her to keep in touch with her family, and above all that, very expensive international calls. I asked my mother the questions that I should have asked her before I went in my own journey. Knowing how bad my mother is at expressing her emotions, I knew if I asked for her advice then, she would never mention any of the hardships she faced while living in a foreign environment. Hence, I did not know how hard it will be, to be far from everything you are used to. Or maybe she did not warn me, because my mother seems to believe that life is never easy, and it is only normal to