conversations with mom and dad
(talking about the little girl I'm tutoring in math)
Dad: "Is she improving?"
Me: "Uh, I dunno."
Dad: "Well, isn't that part of your job as a tutor? To assess progress over time?"
Mom: "Her mom says she's been giving her trouble lately."
Dad: "What kind of trouble."
Mom: "Not doing her homework."
Dad: "Isn't that pretty normal for 6th graders?"
Me: "Yeah."
Dad: "Is she asian?"
Mom: "She's half. Her mom is."
Dad: "What is she?"
Mom: "Indonesian."
Dad: "That's why."
Mom: "Whaat! Just because... you mean because she's always pushing her to do her homework."
Dad: "That's right. More than she wants."
Mom: "Well, sure. All asian mothers do. I had to do that with my children."
Dad: (to me) "For the record, I didn't care if my children went to college or not. I tell people I would have let my children not go to college if my wife hadn't insisted."
Mom: "That's right."
Me: "I actually did think about not going to college for awhile."
Mom: "And I would have been SO upset at you."
Dad: (in a mock-whisper) "I would have been ok with it."
Me: "Yeah, I think it was the best decision for me."
Mom: "Especially because I said you could move away. What a deal, huh? How else are you going to move far away and have the money to do it?"
Me: "Yeah, I guess. It's really hard to make it on a minimum wage job."
Mom: "Although you always said you could."
Me: "Oh, yeah, I think I could've."
Mom: "What was it, that econ project that you and Tim did, where you were supposed to pretend to be supporting yourselves. You came up with some ridiculous budget."
Me: "Right! Ha ha, Tim and I stayed up until 3 or 4 in the morning doing that. You were supposed to do it over several weeks, to like, keep track of actual costs..."
Dad: "The cost of food?"
Me: "Yeah. Except, it was like normal econ, because I had been kicked out of AP Econ and Tim quit AP Econ in protest of my being kicked out, so we didn't take it very seriously. I think we went down to the grocery store literally an hour before it closed and Tim was like 'Whoa! Twelve top ramen packets for a dollar! That's like twelve meals for a dollar!' Yeah, even I thought that wasn't very realistic. I was like 'I dunno, I think you should put something else in the ramen. I'm going to budget for an onion every day.'"
Dad: "I didn't know Tim left AP Econ..... to protest your being kicked out."
Mom: "Well, they had just gotten so used to being kicked out of classes together."
Me: "Yeah, it was kind of like a tradition."
[we had both been kicked out of an accelerated math class in grand style the year before]
Dad: "I didn't know you could leave a class in protest."
Me: "Yeah, I think he just went to our counselor..."
Mom: "Mr. B."
Me: "Yeah, Mr. B. He just went to him and asked to be dropped out of the class."
Dad: "Well, maybe your 6th grade tutee's delinquency isn't so bad by comparison."
Mom: (muttering) "I didn't care what anyone said, my kids were going to college."
(conversation continues with Mom talking about how she had to fight to get us into accelerated classes when we all entered the public school system)
(talking about the little girl I'm tutoring in math)
Dad: "Is she improving?"
Me: "Uh, I dunno."
Dad: "Well, isn't that part of your job as a tutor? To assess progress over time?"
Mom: "Her mom says she's been giving her trouble lately."
Dad: "What kind of trouble."
Mom: "Not doing her homework."
Dad: "Isn't that pretty normal for 6th graders?"
Me: "Yeah."
Dad: "Is she asian?"
Mom: "She's half. Her mom is."
Dad: "What is she?"
Mom: "Indonesian."
Dad: "That's why."
Mom: "Whaat! Just because... you mean because she's always pushing her to do her homework."
Dad: "That's right. More than she wants."
Mom: "Well, sure. All asian mothers do. I had to do that with my children."
Dad: (to me) "For the record, I didn't care if my children went to college or not. I tell people I would have let my children not go to college if my wife hadn't insisted."
Mom: "That's right."
Me: "I actually did think about not going to college for awhile."
Mom: "And I would have been SO upset at you."
Dad: (in a mock-whisper) "I would have been ok with it."
Me: "Yeah, I think it was the best decision for me."
Mom: "Especially because I said you could move away. What a deal, huh? How else are you going to move far away and have the money to do it?"
Me: "Yeah, I guess. It's really hard to make it on a minimum wage job."
Mom: "Although you always said you could."
Me: "Oh, yeah, I think I could've."
Mom: "What was it, that econ project that you and Tim did, where you were supposed to pretend to be supporting yourselves. You came up with some ridiculous budget."
Me: "Right! Ha ha, Tim and I stayed up until 3 or 4 in the morning doing that. You were supposed to do it over several weeks, to like, keep track of actual costs..."
Dad: "The cost of food?"
Me: "Yeah. Except, it was like normal econ, because I had been kicked out of AP Econ and Tim quit AP Econ in protest of my being kicked out, so we didn't take it very seriously. I think we went down to the grocery store literally an hour before it closed and Tim was like 'Whoa! Twelve top ramen packets for a dollar! That's like twelve meals for a dollar!' Yeah, even I thought that wasn't very realistic. I was like 'I dunno, I think you should put something else in the ramen. I'm going to budget for an onion every day.'"
Dad: "I didn't know Tim left AP Econ..... to protest your being kicked out."
Mom: "Well, they had just gotten so used to being kicked out of classes together."
Me: "Yeah, it was kind of like a tradition."
[we had both been kicked out of an accelerated math class in grand style the year before]
Dad: "I didn't know you could leave a class in protest."
Me: "Yeah, I think he just went to our counselor..."
Mom: "Mr. B."
Me: "Yeah, Mr. B. He just went to him and asked to be dropped out of the class."
Dad: "Well, maybe your 6th grade tutee's delinquency isn't so bad by comparison."
Mom: (muttering) "I didn't care what anyone said, my kids were going to college."
(conversation continues with Mom talking about how she had to fight to get us into accelerated classes when we all entered the public school system)

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