A bit before the Christmas festivity was over. I’ve finally summed up the courage to tell my parents of my decision over graduate school. I was ready to hear not-so-kind words or a lengthy sermon from my folks about education and the long term effects of a bad decision. I guess, it’s but natural for them to be that way. They’re just concerned, that’s all!
While Mom, Dad Aldo and my father were seated at the dining room table having coffee. I approached them and said that I wanted to tell them something. I didn’t dare try sugarcoating my words, I just said it plain and easy. “Mom, Dad, Dad Aldo. I decided to change my major. I’m going for my MS in Public Administration. “
They were silent for a while, when Dad Aldo said something. ” Is that what you really want? ” I nodded my head and said, “Yes, and I’ve done my homework well.” My parents then starred at each other, ” If you ask me,I’m okay with your decision! ” said Mom. I was waiting for my fathers burst of anger, ” I guess that settles it. “ He was very calm, when I said ” Dad, is that all you’re going to say? “ He looked straight at me, ” Well you’ve made your decision, and your certainly are not a kid to be asking us for approval. Whatever you feel like taking for your masters should be fine by me. I just wanted you to get your masters degree, that’s all that matters! ” I felt so releived after hearing my folks said that. Dad wasn’t mad nor pissed over my decision. ” And may I ask what’s the difference between an MBA and that Public Administration you’re taking? ” I then explained it and showed him flyers which I had in my back pocket all along. He then nodded in compliance, ” Sounds good, Son. Make us proud, alright! “ And upon hearing my parents kind approbation, it felt like a huge load has been taken off my back. Golly, I can now exhale.
This was the best present I got this Christmas. Thank heavens for that!