I want to talk about something that aggravates me so much: parents. To be exact, their behavior when they're trying to teach you something and you don't get it on the first, second, or third try. Like when you're cooking with your Mom and you burn the food; or building with your Dad and you make a mistake with the nail gun. Those are some mistakes that most parents can forgive you for. My parents are another story, especially my Dad. The most recent example was when I was trying to practice driving today. Apparently he used to be a Chemistry teacher, but I don't think he has any of the qualities that a teacher needs. They have to be patient, gentle, and let the student make their own mistakes that they can learn from. Not so with my Dad. We went driving and he was yelling at me whenever I made a wrong move. Who yells at someone when they're making an effort to learn a new skill? Obviously I won't feel comfortable and I'll make more mistakes than usual. He wants me to get it perfect every time, like him, but doesn't understand that with 10+ years of experience behind him he obviously has the upper hand. To me driving is a huge step towards that feeling of independence I'm after, but with the way things are going I feel like that goal just keeps getting father and farther away. Not to brag, but I believe I'm a good driver; not great but good. I just need someone to take that extra time with me and make sure I can go on the road as a safe and confident driver. Where for art thou, perfect teacher?
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