Progress reports are inefficient. By the time they reach our houses, there are most likely new grades in the grade book, and our official grade is probably different. With PIV, I really don’t think that progress reports are necessary.
And yet my grandparents get caught up in them every time.
You’re not doing well enough. Why isn’t this higher? Are you doing your homework? Why don’t you take this seriously? Do you want to get into a good school?
Bs are unheard of in my household, and until this year, I’ve never gotten one. Never. I’m too scared, and aside from that, I have goals. But I’ve accepted that since classes are generally harder this year, I’m allowed to slip. Especially since a few slips means I still have much over a 4.0. which is considered extremely decent in most places.
Aside from that, neither of my grandparents, whom I live with, did very well in school. At all. I’m not biologically related to either of them, but it’s still believed that intelligence is inherited, just more through environment, not genetics. My grandfather went to college for four years. My mother barely graduated high school, and never went further than that. My uncle went into the marines, and later went to culinary school. Needless to say, I haven’t come from the best educational background, even if some of them have done decently for themselves.
And they still have the audacity to tell me I’m not doing well enough. I’m not even doing poorly, not at all. I’m still aiming for valedictorian, I’m still so close to valedictorian, I still play sports, I still join clubs, and I still remain a decently well rounded individual. But because I don’t have 95% or above in every single one of my classes, I’m not doing well enough for my family’s standards.
I understand that life is unfair, but don’t you dare hold expectations to me that you yourself are unable to meet.
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