I grew up (decades ago,
this was less common) with a first-gen Iranian, in 90s Texas. She is a brilliant female, whose overbearing father is (now) proud of the woman/mother she's become — but watching her having to deal with his
parenting style/
culture was a gruesome decade of friendship.
Even at 18 years old, she was not allowed to go out on dates with her long-time boyfriend. When she'd visit her birthplace, she required father's permission to exit Iran. Perhaps only through her own brilliance, she grew into a fine american mother/friend.
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