My Lebanese Father and His Big Double Standards!
I come from a rather large family, Mom, Dad, three brothers, two sisters and two wiener dogs (Max and Ruby)! My dad is an old school traditional kind of guy, he is an ethnic Lebanese immigrant. He came to America when he was just three years old. He brought along with him, an extra large suitcase filled with double standards!
I am the youngest of the three girls in our family, hand-me-downs is my long middle name! This was actually a perk because my older sisters, Kennady and Kyleigh are both 23 years old, (you guessed it, they’re twins) and they have quite the taste in clothes. I saved a lot of cash on clothing even if I sported a somewhat outdated style. My sisters are 4 years older than me and broke in a few of our household rules…but not very many!
When it comes to the boys in the family, I fall smack in the center! My older brother, Kole, is 21 years old, followed by yours truly, me, Kortlin, age 19! Trailing slightly behind me on the timeline of this great family, are my two younger brothers, Kody (18) & Karson (13)! You probably figured it out by now, we all have names that start with “K” (my mom was pretty original) yet she didn’t stop there, our middle names all begin with “A!” That makes six siblings in our family; all owning the initials “KAJ.” This makes for confusion when one of us is in some kind of trouble and dad starts role calling the “K” names until he gets to the correct, corresponding “K”.
Dad, my dear old dad; a Lebanese immigrant with a big double standard! My dad thinks I am in kindergarten, that’s kindergarten with a “K” or at least that’s how he treats me. He wants to know where I am going, who I am with, and what I’m up to, at all times. You’re probably thinking this is “K”ind and I should be grateful, however his concern borders on the irrational! My brothers can do anything they want and this creates a huge double standard in my household. I find this just a little unfair; wouldn’t you agree? I never hear my dad ask one of the male KAJs “where they are going?” or “what time they will be home?” or “who and what are you texting ?” or “who are you talking to?” This inequality makes me a little bit salty! I’ve heard those “silent” high fives, when Kody comes home late from a girlfriend’s house. I’ve witnessed the proud little grin when Kole can’t decide between the three girls he wants to date. I’ve eavesdropped on the suggestion, he date all three! Even when it comes to Karson, my 13 year old little brother, my dad proudly shows off his fat double standard. My girl-scrutinizing pops has literally drove little brother to a restaurant to meet with, not one but two girls, while proudly slipping him enough cash to pay for all three meals! This double standard makes me very angry!
I don’t understand why being a girl should have different expectations in our family. I watched my older two sisters go through the same thing, I was just too young to realize that I was next in line. Well now I’m here, front of the line, and I don’t like the inequalities. That’s it, just a little rant about an overprotective dad lugging around a suitcase full of big double standards. I think life would be a lot simpler for me if he could just ditch the extra baggage!
