This is indeed a great book which talks about how a Chinese parents are better at raising kids than Western ones. But, instead, it's a bit of clash of cultures. Amy Chua, as an immigrant striver, determined to make a better life for herself and his family, especially her daughters. The central tenet of Chinese parenting- that children gain confidence by being good at things, and the only way to be good at things is to work at them. This statement is quite hard to argue with. But, in my point of view, i really agree with her way of raising kids in a certain circumstance. Somehow, I really hope Amy Chua were my mother(XD), so that i can be excellent in music and also academic. For your information, these are some things that Amy's daughters were never allowed to do: Attend a sleepover have a playdate be in a school play complain about not being in a school play watch TV or play computer games choose their own extracurricular activities get any grade less than an A n...
Recently, i have watched a contemporary theater show called "Sandcastle". This was the first time of watching a life theater show and it really meant so much to me. In the show, the focus falls on three best friends. They study together, discuss their future together, play their favorite Dota and football game together, plan their graduation trip together. I wonder if i have one now. Their friendship starts to raise to a peak where they quarrel because of an scholarship issue - the status and privilege of the bumi putera. It is actually a misunderstanding. But, it is strong enough to ruin the friendship. I related myself to the scholarship issue... And Friendship is just like the sandcastle. I wonder if our friendship is just like the sandcastle. Three of them went through a lot of things, created a lot of meaningful and happy memories. When they reached the peak of Mount Kinabalu before the quarrel, they promised each other to hike this Mountain again in 10 ye...
I personally like this poem very much the moment i read it as it made me felt heartache of the situation. How can you accept the leaving of your child forever? I relate to it as there were lots of cases happened around where people lost their precious life in accidents or by other causes. The feeling is just like this poem, the painfulness that cannot be measured or understood by the outsider except the closest family members itself. It had been a hard time to know those bad news especially when it happened to be at my own hometown. I never stop questioning myself that why could such things happen? Why? Why? It is true that i had taken some time to sort out my feelings but now this poem brings all my feelings back. "Mother dear, may I go downtown Instead of out to play, And march the streets of Birmingham In a Freedom March today?" "No, baby, no, you may not go, For the dogs are fierce and wild, And clubs and horses, guns and jails Aren't good enough for a little chi...
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