aaasaablahSo I recently stumbled onto this site where a Dr. Robert Wallace answers questions from tweens and teens and gives them advice. His latest column included this letter and response from the good doctor:

DR. WALLACE: Why are Asian students more intelligent than the rest of us? At our high school, about 5 percent of the student body is Asian, but almost all of them are on the honor roll, and this year’s valedictorian and salutatorian are Asian. My dad thinks their intelligence is tied to their diets. — Lindsay, Newport Beach, Calif.

LINDSAY: Asian students are not more intelligent than other students, nor are their high grades the result of what they eat. It’s simply that many Asian-American parents place a heavy emphasis on education. Schoolwork in some Asian-American families is so important that children never have part-time jobs or even household chores to do, because this could interfere with study time.

In some families, teens are not permitted to date or, in extreme cases, talk on the telephone.

Educational success brings honor and respect to families in Asian societies. This cultural attitude is the prime reason that Asian-American students get good grades. The upside of all of this is that, as a group, Asian-American students are very high achievers.

The downside is that guilt can result when students fall short of their parents’ expectations. Asian-American students who do not excel academically may feel like failures when, in reality, they are normal teens.

Well, goddamn, now I understand why I turned out the way I did! It’s all my immigrant Korean parents’ fault. Damn them for making me get part-time jobs and pay for my own “luxuries” (including my piece of shit VW with the steering wheel that would sometimes come off when I made a sharp left turn) and making me mow the lawn and do other chores so I could learn the value of hard work! Damn them for letting me date whoever I wanted and even encouraging me to have a social life and to bring my girlfriends around the house to hang out; especially for meals so they would be well fed! Damn them for supporting my interest in the arts and pushing me to pursue writing if that’s what I was interested in over med or law school!

Thank you, Dr. Wallace, for opening my eyes and making me see that I was robbed of my childhood. Oh, if I could only go back in time with assurances that my parents would make me feel like a failure instead of telling me I should pursue what I love and be happy, think of how differently my life would have been. Goddamn!