Conflicts between older and younger people have been existing ever. In my opinion, it would be impossible to make different generation live together without any conflicts. Children differ from their parents in the way they live. They wear different clothes, listen to different music, have different values and different ways of spending their free time. These differences cause several conflicts between parents and children. The generational arguments happen in all families in the world.
I frequently argue with my parents, especially with my mother. I am very stubborn and so is she. I cannot stand her disapproving my friends, my music and other things. She would like to decide, what I should wear, whom I should meet and what my hobbies should be. I get really mad, when she starts a discussion with the phrase "When I was young…". I think that it is unfair that she tries to compare her adolescence with mine. In her opinion, if I do things, which she had not done at my age, then I must be evil and she cannot approve it. She does not want to understand that much has changed in the world since she was a teenager. The reality now is different and so are people. I frequently behave in such a way as to prove my mom that she is wrong. However, sometimes it is me, who is wrong. My mother has gone through all the problems I have to deal with. She is trying to protect me from all the threats and dangers that may happen to me.
When my mother was a child, she lived with her parents on a countryside. They had their animals- cows, pigs and sheep. She had two brothers and a sister. Her whole family had to work hard on a farm. They used to spend their free time playing with other kids on the fields or in the forests. I was born in a city and I have always lived in one. My only duties are washing the dishes and cleaning my room. The only thing I have to do is studying. In my free time I watch television or play computer games. When I was a child, my parents would buy me the toys in a shop. My mother could not understand, why I need another teddy bear or Lego. She did not want to buy new toys for me and I could not understand her at all.
Now, as I am seventeen, I understand my parents better and I am able to explain myself their behavior. I am aware that they feel responsible for me and that is why they do not want me to do some things. I know my mother is too protective, but is it strange? Will I make a better mother when I grow up? I do not think so…
