Did your parents emphasize studying when you were in school.

[OGBIGBOY187]

Yeah but shyt backfired, i was one of those "he's a joy to have in my class but he doesnt do his work" kids in midlle school. I never really did homework or really had no interest in school cuz im really smart i just never applied myself. My mom makes it known all the time that she wanted a "Poindexter" but she got a pothead/class clown

 

[colicolicoli]

Nope.

I was the baby in my family and my parents were hands off.

But I was naturally advanced compared to my peers. I got placed in the gifted & talented program when I was in kindergarten & then placed in AVID. It required me to always be in atleast 3 AP classes.

I feel as if my parents were more hands on I would've been less lazy in school -- I never did homework unless it was a huge % of my grade & I never studied (which led to my downfall in college)

I'm going to correct this with my own kid.

 

[TEH]

Emphasizing Studying is not as good as teaching them how to study

 

[GoFlipAPack]

Nah....that's why I'm dumb as a box of rocks

 

[Amestafuu (Emeritus)]

Had tutors and it paid off. School was a breeze

 

[I'm Blackman]

Of course. My folks always emphasized/motivated/demanded academic excellence through various ways.

They used motivation (in college my pops used to tell me you can have that car one day.)

They used bribery. When I was in elementary I would get $6 an A, so I always got all As in elementary and balled out in the comic book store. with my $36 at the end of each 6 weeks)

They used tradition and an expectation of achievement. My mom and my older bro were college educated with multiple degrees, so it was the norm.

They used reality scare tactics (I had a job in a factory during my 10th grade summer, shyt was hell. My pops was like see they didn't get an education )

They encouraged my nerd shyt I was into chess and read a lot and they made that cool.

If all else failed and I slipped (I got my first C in I. 7th grade pre algebra chasing girls) he did ass whoopings.

 

[Rev Leon Lonnie Love]

Mom held a breh down and taught me shyt whenever she wasnt at work,long before i started school. Ended up skipping 2 grades because of it 3 months into my first year of school.

Its all been uphill from there with academic accolades at every level.

 

[CreepyMcCreeperson]

Yes, and for a decent amount of time after getting bad grades, my mom hid the cable boxes until she got home from work, so we couldn’t watch tv.

She made sure all our homework was done.

 

[mson]

Yes

 

[MajesticLion]

Mandatory.

 

[Address_Unknown]

I got Caribbean parents.

Spoiler: Rant

In some circles, I'd just leave it at that since all that needs to be said, should already be known based off of the mindset of ALOT of Caribbean folks in terms of education/schooling, but both my parents were HEAVY into ehmpasizing studying, but they did it in wildly ineffective ways, especially on my Dad's side....the fukker.

With my Mom's, she pushed it but wasn't the type to rub a belt under your nose and start swinging at the back of your head with wanton abandon when you fail to say your multiplication tables in that stupid sing songy pattern they had going around when I was in school ("Two times twos is 4, Two times Three is six, Four Times Two...I mean Two Times *Whupping*) but she never kept on it like she should have.

And just like you, at the time I hated it, I hated the tutoring, I hated having her know when tests and quizzes were coming up because I know she'd want to see my grades and I'd get privillages revoked if I was getting less than she felt I should have. But she tried and when she realized I was stronger in English, History and Literature and was a voracious reader, she focused mainly on the math section so I could atleast pass while being stronger in the other subjects. That was her compromise that I realized as I gotten older.

As for my Pops..... He was the type to yell at you to go "Pick up your book." and just had you reading random textbooks under the threat of violence without ever understanding what he was doing, which was just wildly fukking ineffective. He, a highschool dropout, knew little to nothing about nothing, (This dumb motherfukker once pulled me downstairs to the unfinished basement of our house at the time and demaned that I use my "School Knowledge" to tell him and some burnt out Rastas who were smoking joints how to get rid of Bees because for some reason he felt that Bees were amongst the shyt EVERY learnt in school along with Pythogoras Theroums and How to create a bibliography...)

There was one summer, I'd never forget this shyt, I was going into 3rd form (10th Grade for you Americans) and had gotten the jump on my text books I needed to purchase so I had them during the summer as opposed to directly when the school year started and this macohistic fukker, on the first week of summer, Took away my Etherenet cord, my game consoles and all my reading material and DEMANDED that I spent the entire summer, from 9 to 5, READING.....EVERY.....fukkING.........TEXTBOOK....I....HAD.

Science, Math, Literature, Geography, Computer Studies...All of 'em. I was to go through EACH page, read EACH Chapter, and basically utilize the ENTIRE...fukkING Book. For all subjects...In a summer.

I ain't going to go play, ride my bike, hang out, watch Tv. Nothing. I'm to do this shyt. No matter how much I try and tell this stupid fukker that not even the TEACHER, will use the entire fukking book, plus reading all this information isn't exactly helpful since I don't know what the syllabus is....but with his blunt way of thinking, if I read and understand the material, I'll have....his words..."An Edge" over the rest of the class, be able to keep up with the teacher and should be Getting all A's....or else.

Now couple this with the fact that I've no direction, he certainly ain't going through these books with me trying to piece together whatever I might not grasp..noooooo. In his corroded mind, all kids who are following the teacher should learn, all kids who are attentive should grasp the information, I can't or won't because I'm lazy and the belt (Actually it was the business end of a house with a very sturdy female coupling.

Spoiler: These shyts are unbreakable

will soon break me out of all that shyt.

In a sense I get what he was trying to do, but he's the type to delegate without demonstrating because he doesn't know shyt and expects positive results without question while doing little to nothing to forward that shyt. The only thing that fukker ever really taught me indirectly is how NOT to be an a$$hole to my future seeds, 'cause growing up under him, me and my bro caught so much unnecessary hell for being middle of the road students and he wanted Grade A ones to show off and boast while putting in NONE of the work other parents did. fukk him. For real, for real.

 

[BlackDiBiase]

the best schooling i thank my parents for that, all the way to a university drop-out but the knowledge game and how to strive and retain beneficial wont be forgotten.

i got schooled for the key parts of your years outside my city, much better education process not just the class room. the hidden gift of the african household is that minimum is a good education before you think you're just going to eat puff puff.

 

[mson]

I got Caribbean parents.

Spoiler: Rant

In some circles, I'd just leave it at that since all that needs to be said, should already be known based off of the mindset of ALOT of Caribbean folks in terms of education/schooling, but both my parents were HEAVY into ehmpasizing studying, but they did it in wildly ineffective ways, especially on my Dad's side....the fukker.

With my Mom's, she pushed it but wasn't the type to rub a belt under your nose and start swinging at the back of your head with wanton abandon when you fail to say your multiplication tables in that stupid sing songy pattern they had going around when I was in school ("Two times twos is 4, Two times Three is six, Four Times Two...I mean Two Times *Whupping*) but she never kept on it like she should have.

And just like you, at the time I hated it, I hated the tutoring, I hated having her know when tests and quizzes were coming up because I know she'd want to see my grades and I'd get privillages revoked if I was getting less than she felt I should have. But she tried and when she realized I was stronger in English, History and Literature and was a voracious reader, she focused mainly on the math section so I could atleast pass while being stronger in the other subjects. That was her compromise that I realized as I gotten older.

As for my Pops..... He was the type to yell at you to go "Pick up your book." and just had you reading random textbooks under the threat of violence without ever understanding what he was doing, which was just wildly fukking ineffective. He, a highschool dropout, knew little to nothing about nothing, (This dumb motherfukker once pulled me downstairs to the unfinished basement of our house at the time and demaned that I use my "School Knowledge" to tell him and some burnt out Rastas who were smoking joints how to get rid of Bees because for some reason he felt that Bees were amongst the shyt EVERY learnt in school along with Pythogoras Theroums and How to create a bibliography...)

There was one summer, I'd never forget this shyt, I was going into 3rd form (10th Grade for you Americans) and had gotten the jump on my text books I needed to purchase so I had them during the summer as opposed to directly when the school year started and this macohistic fukker, on the first week of summer, Took away my Etherenet cord, my game consoles and all my reading material and DEMANDED that I spent the entire summer, from 9 to 5, READING.....EVERY.....fukkING.........TEXTBOOK....I....HAD.

Science, Math, Literature, Geography, Computer Studies...All of 'em. I was to go through EACH page, read EACH Chapter, and basically utilize the ENTIRE...fukkING Book. For all subjects...In a summer.

I ain't going to go play, ride my bike, hang out, watch Tv. Nothing. I'm to do this shyt. No matter how much I try and tell this stupid fukker that not even the TEACHER, will use the entire fukking book, plus reading all this information isn't exactly helpful since I don't know what the syllabus is....but with his blunt way of thinking, if I read and understand the material, I'll have....his words..."An Edge" over the rest of the class, be able to keep up with the teacher and should be Getting all A's....or else.

Now couple this with the fact that I've no direction, he certainly ain't going through these books with me trying to piece together whatever I might not grasp..noooooo. In his corroded mind, all kids who are following the teacher should learn, all kids who are attentive should grasp the information, I can't or won't because I'm lazy and the belt (Actually it was the business end of a house with a very sturdy female coupling.

Spoiler: These shyts are unbreakable

will soon break me out of all that shyt.

In a sense I get what he was trying to do, but he's the type to delegate without demonstrating because he doesn't know shyt and expects positive results without question while doing little to nothing to forward that shyt. The only thing that fukker ever really taught me indirectly is how NOT to be an a$$hole to my future seeds, 'cause growing up under him, me and my bro caught so much unnecessary hell for being middle of the road students and he wanted Grade A ones to show off and boast while putting in NONE of the work other parents did. fukk him. For real, for real.

The only thing that fukker ever really taught me indirectly is how NOT to be an a$$hole to my future seeds.

Same

 

[BlackDiBiase]

I got Caribbean parents.

Spoiler: Rant

In some circles, I'd just leave it at that since all that needs to be said, should already be known based off of the mindset of ALOT of Caribbean folks in terms of education/schooling, but both my parents were HEAVY into ehmpasizing studying, but they did it in wildly ineffective ways, especially on my Dad's side....the fukker.

With my Mom's, she pushed it but wasn't the type to rub a belt under your nose and start swinging at the back of your head with wanton abandon when you fail to say your multiplication tables in that stupid sing songy pattern they had going around when I was in school ("Two times twos is 4, Two times Three is six, Four Times Two...I mean Two Times *Whupping*) but she never kept on it like she should have.

And just like you, at the time I hated it, I hated the tutoring, I hated having her know when tests and quizzes were coming up because I know she'd want to see my grades and I'd get privillages revoked if I was getting less than she felt I should have. But she tried and when she realized I was stronger in English, History and Literature and was a voracious reader, she focused mainly on the math section so I could atleast pass while being stronger in the other subjects. That was her compromise that I realized as I gotten older.

As for my Pops..... He was the type to yell at you to go "Pick up your book." and just had you reading random textbooks under the threat of violence without ever understanding what he was doing, which was just wildly fukking ineffective. He, a highschool dropout, knew little to nothing about nothing, (This dumb motherfukker once pulled me downstairs to the unfinished basement of our house at the time and demaned that I use my "School Knowledge" to tell him and some burnt out Rastas who were smoking joints how to get rid of Bees because for some reason he felt that Bees were amongst the shyt EVERY learnt in school along with Pythogoras Theroums and How to create a bibliography...)

There was one summer, I'd never forget this shyt, I was going into 3rd form (10th Grade for you Americans) and had gotten the jump on my text books I needed to purchase so I had them during the summer as opposed to directly when the school year started and this macohistic fukker, on the first week of summer, Took away my Etherenet cord, my game consoles and all my reading material and DEMANDED that I spent the entire summer, from 9 to 5, READING.....EVERY.....fukkING.........TEXTBOOK....I....HAD.

Science, Math, Literature, Geography, Computer Studies...All of 'em. I was to go through EACH page, read EACH Chapter, and basically utilize the ENTIRE...fukkING Book. For all subjects...In a summer.

I ain't going to go play, ride my bike, hang out, watch Tv. Nothing. I'm to do this shyt. No matter how much I try and tell this stupid fukker that not even the TEACHER, will use the entire fukking book, plus reading all this information isn't exactly helpful since I don't know what the syllabus is....but with his blunt way of thinking, if I read and understand the material, I'll have....his words..."An Edge" over the rest of the class, be able to keep up with the teacher and should be Getting all A's....or else.

Now couple this with the fact that I've no direction, he certainly ain't going through these books with me trying to piece together whatever I might not grasp..noooooo. In his corroded mind, all kids who are following the teacher should learn, all kids who are attentive should grasp the information, I can't or won't because I'm lazy and the belt (Actually it was the business end of a house with a very sturdy female coupling.

Spoiler: These shyts are unbreakable

will soon break me out of all that shyt.

In a sense I get what he was trying to do, but he's the type to delegate without demonstrating because he doesn't know shyt and expects positive results without question while doing little to nothing to forward that shyt. The only thing that fukker ever really taught me indirectly is how NOT to be an a$$hole to my future seeds, 'cause growing up under him, me and my bro caught so much unnecessary hell for being middle of the road students and he wanted Grade A ones to show off and boast while putting in NONE of the work other parents did. fukk him. For real, for real.

the image is broke, bro. we cant see it.

 

[315]

Nope