Parent's Embarrass Kids Part 1 by Mia Lowry

When I was going to the Christian school in El Mirage my dad would come to pick me up. I remember asking my mom not to have him do it, but Dad loved to drive. I can recall how he would holler at me "Hija!" and wave his arms like crazy. I would pretend I did not see him because I was the typical teen embarrassed of her father. However, the more I ignored him the louder he yelled at me and the wilder his hands would get.

I can still remember my friends saying, "Your dad is trying to get your attention." I wanted to die or have the earth swallow me up, but neither occurred.

Then there was this one week (I can laugh about it now) he came to pick me up and he wore the same clothes. My friend's noticed it and asked me about it. Talk about embarrassing! They wanted to know why. I think I made up some half-truth and told him he was a janitor. So, I let them think it was a uniform.

I remember telling mom I was mad at her for not picking me up or at least making sure dad wore something different. She just laughed.