small town ideals
On Saturday, I met Barack Obama.
And shook his hand twice.
And only agreed more and more with what he is saying he is going to do in this election.
I am accepting the fact that my parents can't respect me for making my own political decisions and am choosing to get involved with my future.
What I don't accept is the fact that my mom came home today and told me that Mr. Smith, my absolute favorite high school teacher, saw me on TV listening to Obama speak, and can't believe it. I guess he told her, "That's what four years at a liberal arts college will get you...I'm worried, she was my best student."
That's what it will get me? Learning to think for myself and make my own decision? Looking outside the box?
You know, here I am, a college graduate, working, getting ready to go back to grad school. And yes, I'm voting democrat.
You want to know where everyone else I graduate with is? Trailer parks, factory jobs, kids, unemployment, alcoholism, drug addictions.
But they're voting Republican...so it's ok, right?
I hate it, because I feel like I have let him down. And I know that sounds dumb, but it is really bothering me that he is upset with me about it. Yes, I have changed in the past four years. A LOT. I like to think it is for the better, but some people just can't accept the fact that I'm not the same hell-raising, conservative girl I was then. I've been outside of Indiana/Illinois. I've learned about other cultures. One of my best friends is gay.
Get over it.
And shook his hand twice.
And only agreed more and more with what he is saying he is going to do in this election.
I am accepting the fact that my parents can't respect me for making my own political decisions and am choosing to get involved with my future.
What I don't accept is the fact that my mom came home today and told me that Mr. Smith, my absolute favorite high school teacher, saw me on TV listening to Obama speak, and can't believe it. I guess he told her, "That's what four years at a liberal arts college will get you...I'm worried, she was my best student."
That's what it will get me? Learning to think for myself and make my own decision? Looking outside the box?
You know, here I am, a college graduate, working, getting ready to go back to grad school. And yes, I'm voting democrat.
You want to know where everyone else I graduate with is? Trailer parks, factory jobs, kids, unemployment, alcoholism, drug addictions.
But they're voting Republican...so it's ok, right?
I hate it, because I feel like I have let him down. And I know that sounds dumb, but it is really bothering me that he is upset with me about it. Yes, I have changed in the past four years. A LOT. I like to think it is for the better, but some people just can't accept the fact that I'm not the same hell-raising, conservative girl I was then. I've been outside of Indiana/Illinois. I've learned about other cultures. One of my best friends is gay.
Get over it.