Well my story is gonna seem like crap compared to these.
My Mom was born in the 50s in the country. She is the great granddaughter of the 1st set of Indians that came to this country when the British hired them to be cane slavers. She grew up in the south and her father was a Pundit, so she grew up with the Hindu Mythology drilled into her. Her mother was a cane field worker and worked really hard to send my mom and my aunts and uncles to school, My mom didn't go far in secondary school though. They were not very rich but not poor poor. My Grandmother also was a close friend to a very strong political figure in Trinidad and even used to help him in his campaigns to a point where she was asked to be on the team with him, she declined knowing that my grandfather wouldn't allow it and because she couldn't read. That political figure went on to become Prime Minister. My mom grew up in an area in Trinidad where technology was rare. Stuff like TV, Electricity and Radio didn't reach there until like the late 60s to 70s. Her parents were really strict to her, more so her mom than her dad and because of that she didn't want to do the same thing with us. My mom had a simple life growing up. She is a very loving person but can come across as a bit racist or have bad opinions at times but I don't really blame her, cuz it was the time period she was born in. She is also still very religious, but eats meat and drinks every now and then
My Dad was born around the 40s and is a decedent of an Indian Soldier who decided to migrate to Trinidad for some reason. Yes my dad and I guess in turn me are literally descendants of our own real life FN2187 (Finn). My dad's parents were really strict and wanted all of their sons to become doctors. Now I wouldn't say my Grandparents were rich, it's just that they had money. And you know how it goes in Indian families that have super high ethical standards. Anyways my dad went to all sorts of schools and universities and he was really really smart, he wanted to become an Archeologist (Which would've been cool I would've traveled all over the place with him and maybe bring back some Mummies from the dead using the book of life) but of course my grandparents forced him to do medicine which ultimately lead him to getting a mental breakdown. And my Grandparents here was religious nuts of the Hindu mythology and instead of giving my dad proper medical treatment they decided to visit India instead. My dad grew up in the part of Trinidad that had technology and actually lived with a TV his whole life. My dad is also the reason why I'm a Star Wars fan. Due to my Dad illness he would say really odd things but I forgive him, cuz it not his fault. He was nice and kind but it took allot of work from my mom for him to reach that level. He died 2 years ago on fathers day.
Growing up was really weird for me. My mom was mostly at the helm of the family seeing as how my dad wasn't mentally fit to be too involved. Still my dad, despite having Schizophrenia, still force himself to go to school and teach to make money so that we could get an education and basic utilities. Because of my mom's upbringing she raised us to get whatever we want. Which made both me and my brother brats. However if we did anything wrong we would still get a beating. My brother was more spoiled by the extended family and because of this when i was a teenager I felt that I wasn't good enough. My brother used to really abuse and manipulate me and the family, and there are people that would be like oh that's just brotherly love, but if you ever know my brother you'd think otherwise. Because of my brother I treated my dad horridly, as if he didn't existed. And I regret that. Cuz looking back my dad was ultimately still very loving and put up with crap from students, family and us. Both of my parents are very religious and used to force us to go to temple and take music classes. It was horrid. When I got older around the age of 15 I started to break away from letting people manipulate me and use my feelings to control me and that time is when I actually started to respect my dad and apologized for my horrendous behavior towards him. My mom was the typical mom, loving, but would scold, force us to do religious things or go places we didn't want to go. Didn't care weather or not we saw and R rated movie. And as I got older and wiser my brother got older and worse. I wished my dad was much more strict and stand up for himself and wished my mom didn't give us everything we wanted and was more strict as well. And who knows maybe my brother would've been better and maybe I wouldn't be suffering from a mental illness. Sill I love them, my Dad did his best and my Mom is still doing her best.
I am an Atheist and my Brother is Super Religious.
My Mom was born in the 50s in the country. She is the great granddaughter of the 1st set of Indians that came to this country when the British hired them to be cane slavers. She grew up in the south and her father was a Pundit, so she grew up with the Hindu Mythology drilled into her. Her mother was a cane field worker and worked really hard to send my mom and my aunts and uncles to school, My mom didn't go far in secondary school though. They were not very rich but not poor poor. My Grandmother also was a close friend to a very strong political figure in Trinidad and even used to help him in his campaigns to a point where she was asked to be on the team with him, she declined knowing that my grandfather wouldn't allow it and because she couldn't read. That political figure went on to become Prime Minister. My mom grew up in an area in Trinidad where technology was rare. Stuff like TV, Electricity and Radio didn't reach there until like the late 60s to 70s. Her parents were really strict to her, more so her mom than her dad and because of that she didn't want to do the same thing with us. My mom had a simple life growing up. She is a very loving person but can come across as a bit racist or have bad opinions at times but I don't really blame her, cuz it was the time period she was born in. She is also still very religious, but eats meat and drinks every now and then
My Dad was born around the 40s and is a decedent of an Indian Soldier who decided to migrate to Trinidad for some reason. Yes my dad and I guess in turn me are literally descendants of our own real life FN2187 (Finn). My dad's parents were really strict and wanted all of their sons to become doctors. Now I wouldn't say my Grandparents were rich, it's just that they had money. And you know how it goes in Indian families that have super high ethical standards. Anyways my dad went to all sorts of schools and universities and he was really really smart, he wanted to become an Archeologist (Which would've been cool I would've traveled all over the place with him and maybe bring back some Mummies from the dead using the book of life) but of course my grandparents forced him to do medicine which ultimately lead him to getting a mental breakdown. And my Grandparents here was religious nuts of the Hindu mythology and instead of giving my dad proper medical treatment they decided to visit India instead. My dad grew up in the part of Trinidad that had technology and actually lived with a TV his whole life. My dad is also the reason why I'm a Star Wars fan. Due to my Dad illness he would say really odd things but I forgive him, cuz it not his fault. He was nice and kind but it took allot of work from my mom for him to reach that level. He died 2 years ago on fathers day.
Growing up was really weird for me. My mom was mostly at the helm of the family seeing as how my dad wasn't mentally fit to be too involved. Still my dad, despite having Schizophrenia, still force himself to go to school and teach to make money so that we could get an education and basic utilities. Because of my mom's upbringing she raised us to get whatever we want. Which made both me and my brother brats. However if we did anything wrong we would still get a beating. My brother was more spoiled by the extended family and because of this when i was a teenager I felt that I wasn't good enough. My brother used to really abuse and manipulate me and the family, and there are people that would be like oh that's just brotherly love, but if you ever know my brother you'd think otherwise. Because of my brother I treated my dad horridly, as if he didn't existed. And I regret that. Cuz looking back my dad was ultimately still very loving and put up with crap from students, family and us. Both of my parents are very religious and used to force us to go to temple and take music classes. It was horrid. When I got older around the age of 15 I started to break away from letting people manipulate me and use my feelings to control me and that time is when I actually started to respect my dad and apologized for my horrendous behavior towards him. My mom was the typical mom, loving, but would scold, force us to do religious things or go places we didn't want to go. Didn't care weather or not we saw and R rated movie. And as I got older and wiser my brother got older and worse. I wished my dad was much more strict and stand up for himself and wished my mom didn't give us everything we wanted and was more strict as well. And who knows maybe my brother would've been better and maybe I wouldn't be suffering from a mental illness. Sill I love them, my Dad did his best and my Mom is still doing her best.
I am an Atheist and my Brother is Super Religious.
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