My mother attended my first day of my new school with me. I couldn't understand why two people not speaking English would be better than one.
I had not been embarrassed of my mother before. However, when kids started starring at us I suddenly started pretending I didn't know her.
The teacher came in and wrote my name "F-I-R-O-O-Z-E-H" and "I-R-A-N" under it.
Mrs.Dumas, could you come up and show us where Iran is on the map?
My mother, like most women of her age, had not been educated, as they were only expected to marry and bear children. She did not know where Iran was.
She had a dream of becoming a midwife, but her teacher died before she could be taught.
The idea behind this story is the cultural expectations of different generations. For example, Firoozeh's mother was expected to marry off and have children while Firoozeh is expected to get an education and do whatever she wants with her life.