Essay On Pakistani-American Women
The ideal image of a Pakistani woman is a housewife. Women become completely dependent on their spouse and spend the rest of their lives cooking, cleaning, and raising children. Women are far more independent in America and have more opportunities to display their capability. Being a Pakistani-American woman, I have the opportunity to decide whether I want to be a housewife or a working woman. As a child, I was oblivious to why being independent is so important. Most of my life, I had never been exposed to a Pakistani woman who had a stable income and could support herself. I thought I would eventually become an ordinary housewife like everyone else. When I started high school, my parents encouraged me to study hard so I have
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It was not just a little quarrel over bills; it was intense. My mother decided she wanted to leave the house for a few days. She packed her bags and bought a bus ticket to New York. I was devastated. She went outside to wait for a cab, but my father went behind her to talk her out of it. They spent a while talking things out and, eventually, he brought her back home. I was relieved, but a bit brokenhearted at the same time. My mother married young and did not have the same opportunities as I do. She had the potential to accomplish great things, but her circumstances held her back. That night, I recognized how little control my mother has of her own life. She never got the opportunity to attain an education, find a well-paying job, and live without having to rely on anyone. That night, I got the answer to my question. I finally realize the true value of education. My goal is to become an independent individual that has full authority over her life. I will work to my full potential and live the life I deserve. This incident transformed me from a confused, aimless girl into a determined and purposeful woman. I choose to take advantage of the opportunities I have and make my parents
It was not just a little quarrel over bills; it was intense. My mother decided she wanted to leave the house for a few days. She packed her bags and bought a bus ticket to New York. I was devastated. She went outside to wait for a cab, but my father went behind her to talk her out of it. They spent a while talking things out and, eventually, he brought her back home. I was relieved, but a bit brokenhearted at the same time. My mother married young and did not have the same opportunities as I do. She had the potential to accomplish great things, but her circumstances held her back. That night, I recognized how little control my mother has of her own life. She never got the opportunity to attain an education, find a well-paying job, and live without having to rely on anyone. That night, I got the answer to my question. I finally realize the true value of education. My goal is to become an independent individual that has full authority over her life. I will work to my full potential and live the life I deserve. This incident transformed me from a confused, aimless girl into a determined and purposeful woman. I choose to take advantage of the opportunities I have and make my parents