There once was a time when my mom wouldn’t let me get vaccinated for COVID-19. Because of how she was against the vaccination herself, she moved away to avoid being forced to take it for work. Now, I’m left, living with my dad, because she took my brother. Now that they’re gone, I thought that surely my dad will let me get the shot. I needed it if I wanted to stay in New York, not just because it might be required for a job in the future, but also because I would not have been able to pursue higher education here. However, my dad tried to avoid that at all costs, which forced me to take a gap semester. My mother was and still is not physically here, but somehow would still feel guilty going against her wishes, which clearly in some way go against my best interest. I mean, what would I do if I were to not get it? Move over there, perhaps? Because I didn’t know what I wanted to do after High School, I thought about College. I didn’t want to go away and instead wanted to stay close to family. So, if I couldn’t pursue higher education here in NY, I’d have to go over there. It’s not the worst thing that can happen, but over there, you need to drive to get anywhere! I never learned how to drive and I’m probably not planning on doing so, because I don’t trust my reflexes.
“They saw two alternatives– either the system was responsive to people or it was against them. They had no understanding of class struggle– that the people who run the system are always opposed to the majority of the people, but can be forced into doing things if the majority pushes them hard enough. Many of them felt you would not change the majority of Americans. This came from a contempt for the working class Abbie Hoffman, the Yippie leader, later put it this way, talking of Archie Bunker, a right-wing working class character on TV:
We deliberately chose to go for the children of the Bunkers because…”
Anyway, back to my situation. I’m so used to used to using public transportation that I feel no need to drive. I mean, I can get anywhere in the city for a price of $2.90, which used to be $2.75. With a car, I’ll often have to pay for gas and well, everyone knows about how prices went up last year. On top of that, there are car payments which are part of my mom’s finances. I mentioned this because she seems to be struggling financially, so she ends up having a room and a bathroom as a place to live. That means that if I were to move there, I’d have little privacy, which is not great. However, I decided to not say any of this to my mom, thinking this wasn’t negotiable. I thought that she would force me to move there and even though she has said things that would make me think that, I never got to actually sit down and have a conversation with her about this due to the fear of her being upset at the entertainment of the thought of me getting the jab or shot. That would be hard to do because again, she lives a distance away, but I could call her to talk about it. Instead, in my senior year of High School, I’ve talked to my speech therapist and social worker about this quite a few times (especially the former), and they just seem frustrated that wouldn’t do anything about it.
Reflection: A difference in thoughts between writing about the prompt and copying the passage is that with answering the prompt, I knew what I was writing about and it got me to think of all the thoughts surrounding a moment. As for copying the passage, I didn’t understand the subject matter too much, but chose it because there is quite a quotable sentence in it. I will also say that there is less pressure in not having to come up with something to write, as with answering the prompt, I have to think before I write down. Well, maybe not so much, because I’m trying to write as much as I can in a certain time period, but there still was thought involved. The pressure with the passage was just the stress of finding one, but it was smooth sailing from there.
Source: A People’s History Of The Vietnam War, by Jonathan Neale