This story really struck me; as humorous as it was. As I read, I could find no abnormalities in the decisions that Diana made, as far as normal life is defined by our society, yet the focus was always on her mothers discontent. As far as my up-bringing goes, all that she described would have been praised, with the exception of a certain wardrobe incident and its origins. She had found her passion at a young age, unlike many will do before they finish school. She worked hard to make her dream a reality, when many would simply give up. She tried hard to put all she could back into the family, when many just take their parents for granted. All of which my parents have been putting into me from a young age so that now I can look back and appreciate just how important and precious those values are, yet not good enough for Diana’s mother.
I am well aware that it is only a stereotype, but Asians are considered to be the more intelligent among races on this earth. It has always confused me that a child can accept that not everyone can be the best – that some, no matter how much they try, wont beat others in a math test – but some parents, not just Asians, cannot. After all, if we were all became doctor’s, who would make our medical equipment? Who would build our hospitals? Who would be picked to coordinate us all when we all are equally as eligible? Does it not cross ones mind that those who build houses for those who cannot are offer more to society than those who design them? Without the designer you still have a house.
I have been blessed into a family that would marvel at my dismay over a single ‘B’ grade on my report. “I would have LOVED to get a ‘B’ when I was at school” they tell me. I’m the star child of sorts because I am the first in generations on my mums side that has aimed for university. I have had direction and determination to achieve my goal. But I yet marvel at the heart that these kids have to strive so hard for a goal that is not their own. I consider myself mediocre compared to them. Such utter love that they show, that they give up their own dreams, wants and desires, just to make their parents happy. If only it were their efforts and not their results, in this one small area of life, that won their parents over. Having been so close, but not apart of one such scenario, I now have such great respect for all who are in a similar situation as Diana. I felt the pain in those words, even though i will never know just how she feels. I’ve seen the tears behind smiling eyes, and it broke my heart.
My point is this: in the beginning Diana says that her mother just wants her to be rich, successful and healthy. By the end of the story it is evident that she is reaching for all those things, but yet she is disowned and lives separated from her family. It makes me wonder, what is it that these parents really want? Do they even know? For what purpose do they want these things? And all of this amounts to nothing due to the fact that I, nor those oppressed kids, can do anything! If you do not believe the pain I feel for these people, then picture this: would you rather watch your best friend be tortured, or be tortured to save your friend? Which one hurts more? The pain is different, but I think they are both just as painful.
This story seems, to me, an extreme case, but what do I know? I know most of us, if any, here aren’t beaten till we are bleeding*; even those who live in similar situations, such as my best friend. But these kids are born into such situations that I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy, and have done nothing to deserve it. I can do nothing practical, but I can share this:
“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.” – Matt 5:11-12
Those who suffer great on earth will receive a greater reward in heaven, and they deserve no less. God is always with you and has a purpose for you, even if it is beyond your understanding. I believe this whole heartedly, and I wish only blessing upon you.
*After losing access to my booklet for the weekend, I found the story on Google books, discovering that it was double the length in the actual book than the booklet we had been given. These parts were cut out for good reason, and I do not endorse reading it due to its harsh nature. Thanks.