23 Problems Only Kids Of Immigrant Parents Will Understand 3: Whenever I correct my mom, she always becomes defensive. 8: :roflmao: 9: Not this extreme, but my parents definitely have standards. 11: My mom always says this when I don't eat whatever she cooked whenever I get home from school. I tell her I'm full, so she tells me that I eat too much American food... despite the fact that I eat food from a Halal cart -__- 13: My mom shamelessly loads up on plastic utensils and sauce packets from restaurants, lolol
Uh. Some of those aren't limited to kids with immigrant parents. 6, 7, and 14 especially. My mom is always bringing up that at her age is was married, was pregnant, blah blah. It's also been a running gag for years that when the girls of the family bring home a boyfriend that the father is going to be cleaning the shotgun. ...Also I hate 14 so much. When I open a container of cottage cheese, I expect cottage cheese. Not pickled eggs..
1. When my mom tried to practice her English with me, things often go bad. My mom told me to turn off the stove in fifty minutes, turned out she actually meant fifteen...... 3. When I corrected my dad's English, he gets defensive. He'll be like "I was 15 year old. I learn English back then, but I no use it. It been 40 year.... (continues....)" 4. Breaking down politics and the government gets pretty complicated sometimes. They were like "Those people (congress) make the laws? I thought we make them! (voting)" 6. My mom is now hounding my sister to get married to her four-year bf, even though not too long ago, she constantly said "Honey, NO BOYFRIEND!" 9. True but it's not that extreme LOL 11. My parents called me a banana (yellow on the outside, white on the inside) when I started to have a more white-washed accent when I speak their native language. Also, I started to have a taste for more Western food and Mexican food (it's SoCal, what did they expect?), even though I still eat Asian stuff when I go out with friends like hot pot and dim sum. 13. Whenever we go out to fast food places and diners, we always stock up on napkins, straws, and sauce packets. If you ever eat at Denny's in my neighborhood and find that the napkin dispenser at your table is almost empty, my mom was probably there. The parents of my classmates all do this since they all have immigrant parents, but I don't think they're as extreme as my mom. We also have to reuse our plastic utensils. 15. The Americanization process for me was pretty delayed so I looked incredibly foreign until I was 12. Some teachers thought I moved from China, one thought I was from Cambodia........................................... 16. Chinese emperor for me when I was in Kindergarten 19. My parents pack as if we were going to live in the middle of the Gobi desert. Which sucks when I have to fill out the declaration cards for them because I don't know what they bring sometimes, and I constantly hope that they don't bring knives. 20. More like a slap on the arm. 23. EXACTLY!
My mom is real bad about that. There's no telling what might be in one of the containers. Maybe it's cottage cheese, maybe it's yogurt she made, or it could even be the remains of last night's dinner.
My life has been a total mess of moving around and shit, but there has been one constant: reused plastic containers. I'd find my sandwiches sitting in a bag of oats or a cereal bag or a washed out salad box. And it got worse. I mean, I wouldn't have minded if it was actual tupperware, but the bags still had friggin oats in them. Sometimes, she'd just give me bread and cheese and a knife, and left me to do the damn sandwich myself. At school.
Lol, my parents aren't immigrants, but they love to reuse containers. Though since I don't like yogurt, I'm more likely to like whatever they put in the yogurt container afterwards.
