“Dapat nga wala ka nang parte diyan eh. Sobra na gastos sayo. Bakasyong bakasyon gala ka nang gala!”
That’s my dad’s idea of greeting me “good morning” after I came home from a mountain climbing trip with some friends. I asked him why only 200 pesos was left of the money mom gave as our allowance for the day. We still had to split it in four so that makes for only 50 pesos for each of us. That was his reply to me. I immediately grew agitated; it’s 7 o’ clock in the morning and I have become the black sheep of the family, all because of a two-day weekend trip with friends.
And it won’t even be considered “gala” or “lakwatsa”, since it’s a mountain climbing trip. Sure, we had some swimming and mall tripping on the side, but it wasn’t your typical teenage “gala” where most prefer going out to bars or malls. We climbed a mountain, for crying out loud! And I didn’t even ask mom for so much, only 200 bucks so that I could thrive for the whole weekend.
I’ve already grown tired of my dad’s irrational remarks about my escapades. I understand that he doesn’t understand me because he doesn’t even know a thing about the stuff that I’m doing. He always makes comments like these, mindless and most of the time without factual basis, and I’m getting pretty much used to it. He’s well-known for always blowing things way out of proportion.
And I guess I can forgive him for being so. He’s a parent and as every normal parent out there, he thinks he knows everything about his children when actually he knows nothing at all. And why doesn’t he know anything? Because we don’t talk. I’m not open to him, and he’s not receptive either.
I think that’s one of the central problems of families these days. Because of the generation gap between parents and their children and the numerous distractions in our society, the lines of communication have been blurred immensely. Most children nowadays are more open to their friends than their parents, I know I am. Most parents, on the other hand, are having a hard time to reach out to their children, for reasons far beyond my comprehension. This is the reason teenagers grow rebel and run away from home.
Communication, as in every relationship, is very vital. Without communication, we tend to look at things as how we see it, without even considering the whole scenario. We don’t see the big picture because we don’t even know what that big picture is, thanks to lack of communication. Because of this, we tend to judge people and things out of context because we fail to see the reason behind their actions. We just see things as they are, just like how my dad saw me “going out” of the house most of the time. He doesn’t even know where I go when I go out, that’s why he makes irrational comments when I get back.
But really, I totally understand that he doesn’t understand me or the things that I’m doing. If I’m not going to understand him, who else will? Are we just going to leave our lives a tangled web of misunderstandings? I understand not.