Let's start right where we left off last week.
"But theory is a
thing," I said.
"In our world, not
in their world. In their world there is going to work and coming home
exhausted and pay for the university fees of the ungrateful child who
doesn't want to have the same life they cherish so much."
"At least my dad is
not like that, I can have half my parents on my side," I said.
"My grand-father is
not like that either but he is getting old and my parents things he
is disconnected to reality because of it."
I was going to answer
something when the professor asked for silence. That was a lot to
think about. I had refused to consider that my mother had been
hurting me on purpose. I knew it was all for her, the way she talked
to me, I already knew that the thing she put the most consideration
onto was what other people would think about her if something
happened to me. It hit me hard, that she had knew all along and even
more that even knowing it, she had tried to deny it and ignore it.
Even while knowing that what she did wasn't right, she had never
tried to correct her trajectory.
Not that we could add a
solenoid to modify the direction of our parents thinking like we used
them to modify the electron direction. Everything in this class was
extremely familiar. I had probably read about it about five times in
different textbook. I still didn't like electromagnetism much but at
least now I understood it.
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