Two Kinds

When i read this story, the more i read, the more frustrated i grew. This book really gets into the "nitty-gritty" of the parent child relationship. This story was about a girl named Jing-Mei, and her being brought up from an ignorant society where children run the house-holds and they talk back to their children, and make it seem normal; and a mother brought up from a disciplined background, and not understanding the kind of society she transfered in to. I really don't sympathize with Jing-mei because she went WAY too far with saying she wished she was dead like her other sisters. I feel this way because she's obviously unaware on how hard it is for a mother to have to leave her children behind, unsure that they will even make it out alive, and you might not ever be able to come back even if they are alive. I only sympathize with jing-mei when her mother watches T.V. and is impressed by a little chinese girl playing the piano very beuatifully, and immediately expecting her daugher to be the same, but by NO MEANS WHAT SO EVER! Does that mean her daughter can stabb her in the back and just say something so rude and ignorant that it just makes you go speachless and leave the room, but then, she was happy! Her daughter was happy, and felt that the prodigy inside of her was meant talk back to her mother, and to do whatever she wanted. Also, she said that she felt that she had won the battle with her mother just because her mom was generous enough to give her a piano. I feel Jing-mei needs to grow up and appologize for what she did, or she needs to be slapped one or the other.