childhood
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Before I was a parent I used to joke: “That’s how Chinese people show love.” I made that joke every time my friend complained about how critical her mother was of her. We were in our 20s then. It is curious just how much impact “mother” has on a person. I am just over 40
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I hated Chinese school. I hated the squeezing into the family car for what seemed like an eternity to Chinatown from Hollis (home of Run DMC). I hated standing up to be judged on the mindless recitation of odes to being a “moral person” and a “proper student.” I hated the flimsy little exercise books
Vincent Young 