Being A Jeopardy Research Paper

It was a Tuesday evening when my mother brought home a baby, born only a few days earlier, and sat down gently on the couch to turn on the television--“Jeopardy!” time. For as long as my mother has lived in the USA, Alex Trebek has been a calming voice for a woman who left India to move to a country genuinely foreign to her. All the while, she pursued a medical career, caring for her newborn child, with a husband who worked from dawn to dusk. In her sheer exhaustion, my mother introduced me to Jeopardy, my first TV show.

At three years of age, I knew that the Jeopardy theme signaled my father’s arrival and that our family would be complete. My parents would plop on the couch for their nightly lesson in American culture. I remember laughing at how animated they became, yelling answers at the TV and trying to defeat the TV contestants.

I had moved from playing Jenga and building with Legos to matching wits with my parents. Family friends were confused as they wondered about my newfound expertise; I was simply determined to defeat my parents. One evening, after answering a question correctly that had stumped my dad, he asked, “How do you know that?” I pointed at the encyclopedia sitting crookedly on my bookshelf and showed him my lists of the topics I had studied in the book; I was up to R. “We’re going to have to get you a new book then, won’t we?” my father said, shaking his head and grinning. I had pleased my father and understood that knowledge had inherent