When being third is better than being second
Last year I mentioned a kid in one of my posts. A nice enough young man lacking communication
skills and in my view proper decorum when speaking to others. His speech full of “What?” and “No” other one
word replies I felt were improper when speaking to adults. I used his poor speaking skills as a teaching
point to my own children. The reason
for his poor decorum I laid at the feet of his parents. I’m sure it grated on his teachers.
My wife’s reply was basically “So what, their son is at
Harvard.”
His parents were not focused on teaching their kids polite
speech. Rather, their cold calculation
was based on simply getting their kids to the best college possible.
They wanted their sons to go to Harvard.
The oldest son did just that. Valedictorian. Math wiz.
A special talent. As such it’s
tough in any culture being the younger sibling of a kid that went to Harvard. Or
Yale. Etc. But what happened over this summer I found
simply shocking. I just couldn’t believe
it. I thought I had seen and known everything,
regarding the manipulative ways of Chinese Parents when it comes to managing
their children’s’ futures. Turns out I had
not.
This bright young man belongs within the school district of
perhaps my states most competitive high school. As his older brother did, he instead applied
and was accepted into a special magnet program a considerable distance from his
own public high school. It was a wise
decision, as while the size of the school itself is the same as his own local
high school, it is far less competitive, and yet the top graduating students
still are accepted into elite universities.
This year it was Stanford and the Ivy League.
This young fellow was in Debate and more importantly, was
sure to participate in a sport that if he excelled, was sure to make him stand
out.
The sport he chose was fencing.
He was an excellent fencer.
And he stood out.
Even better, at the end of his first semester he was ranked
number #5 in a class of over 850 students.
He was well adjusted to his school.
Everyone was happy and the future looked bright. His parents continued to volunteer, doing
everything they could to earn the good will of the high school administration
come recommendation letter time.
Everyone was happy and everything was going great.
So what the hell happened?
Once the Spring Semester was completed grades went out. Straight A’s for the Young Man!
Yet there was a catch.
Turns out this fine young man was now ranked #2 in the class.
Good news, right?
Tell me what parents wouldn’t like that?
However…
Nevermind his ranking had improved from #5 to #2 over the
course of a semester. The parents weren’t
thrilled. Indeed they were both upset
and worried.
The #1 ranking you see was held by two kids. And even more traumatic one of those was another
Chinese kid. Turns out this kid had gambled and taken more
advanced courses then the others. And the
gamble paid off quite handsomely. As
such his GPA was so far ahead of the #2 ranked student that barring a
monumental collapse on his part (say a B), he was obviously going to be the
valedictorian of the class three years from now.
That’s right.
In the eyes of the other kids’ parents the game was already
over. Never mind it was only the
beginning of the sophomore year. Second quarter
in a football game.
During my daughters freshman year I had frequently seen the
warm, happy glow of his parents. Obviously
still proud and just thrilled their first child was enrolled in Harvard. Kicking ass and taking names.
But now the game was up.
I’ve told you in the past how Chinese Parents have no “fear” of an “American
kid” (read anyone not Chinese!) They
just don’t. My daughter’s upbringing
from Day One, despite her Tiger Mom, is still over the course of time radically
different from that of a typical Chinese kid.
Let us use This Fine Young Man as an example.
While my daughter secretly hopes to get invited to Prom as a
sophomore, and has discovered online shopping, I am more than confident neither
“prom” nor “online shopping” has EVER parsed the lips of this kid.
We have to remember it’s beyond hard being a Chinese in
America when your aspirations are Harvard or Hell. Many Chinese parents only tongue partially in
cheek would rather send their kids back to China than to a State School. State
Schools Suck. SSS. Simple as that.
I remember clearly the words of another Tiger Mom I have the
displeasure of knowing,
“I will feel like a failure if my kid goes to a state
school.”
The Chinese feel they are not just competing against each
other, but against the Koreans and the oncoming onslaught of the Indians.
Anybody else (read non immigrant Americans) are only so much
warm butter their sharp knives routinely cut through. All I can say is that’s just the way America
is. Especially the private schools. They don’t have to explain anything to
anybody. The influx of Chinese coming to
America, having and raising families here has simply turned on its head the two
hundred year old notion of American meritocracy when it comes to college
admissions. Remember the concept of
American Meritocracy predates the SAT. Predates
the ACT. Predates advanced placement
classes. Rather, Johnny and Billy were
to come home from the fields, memorize Shakespeare and perhaps Locke,
definitely know the Old Testament and some basic understanding of
mathematics. Then upon graduation
themselves either become a teacher or a preacher. American Meritocracy was more about managing
the time one had, between perhaps planting the harvest, chopping wood and going
to church. It didn’t involve 5 hours of
expensive, daily SAT prep under the guise of Tiger Mom.
But if the Chinese think they are the first to have the bar
raised high simply because of who they are guess again. Better yet just go back in time and ask the
Catholics, the Jews…(especially the Jews), Black America. Anyone of color. Period.
The Chinese are just the latest in a long line of ethnic peoples having
to work harder, be smarter than “anybody else”.
And you know what? This newest
interpretation or this latest example of preferential treatment is fine by me.
I’ve seen many of these kids close up. A few are well rounded. Most are not. It scares me these types of kids (regardless
of color or ethnic group) might someday run the country. If they don’t have a mental breakdown first
before graduation.
Still I applaud the tenacity of the Chinese Parents to adapt
without outer complaint to the rules imposed upon them from haughty private
schools, with their own worries and concerns.
We need diversity in our colleges.
Yes, I know and I understand what everyone else does, ie many of the
other minorities accepted Hahhvad couldn’t hold your jockstrap. I get it. We all get it. But
don’t look for sympathy. You are wise not to openly complain. Because we see what your kids go through and
well we don’t give a damn about the injustices thrown your way. We’re simply too busy on our own lives. Twice a week I wonder if my own seemingly well-adjusted
daughter will be able to make it through high school with her sense of humor
and mental wellbeing intact. Or will she just tune out in college and get
by with Straight C’s? When she says “I’m never having kids, “I
fucking believe her.
It is all so easy to despise these types of folks. They engineer their children to perfection,
than watch them dye their hair blue as soon as they leave the gnarly clutches
of their crazy mom.
But to take the comparison a step farther, somebody has to
go to Cornell. Or Brown. Or even Dartmouth. Somebody has to go
somewhere else. Not everybody can get
into Yale. Or Princeton. Or Hahhvad. These schools are full of kids rejected by
Harvard. Some admit it, some don’t.
Long ago I wrote a post about the Chinese eating their
young. The jist of the post was simple
enough. Somebody has to lose.
Somebody has to finish second.
To “US”, finishing second is not a
ticket to Purgatory. Maybe even
something to “brag” about.
“Hey there, my child graduated second in a class of 800
students!”
“Yeah!!!!”
So, it was for this family.
Being ranked number two wasn’t good enough. The happy smiles of the parents, the
relationship with the high school administration they had spent much time
cultivating. Dropped like a hot stone held
by a child. With nary a look back. I think
like many others, this high school administration overnight saw their knowledge
of Chinese Culture take a sudden leap.
One day a warm smile.
Another day gone without notice.
All because their child wasn’t ranked number one. In a class of over 850 students. Being number two simply wasn’t good
enough. Still, if not for the sad
context, the decisiveness of this Chinese Family cutting the cord with this
high school I’m sure was quite illuminating.
The Machiavellian behavior of a country is at times to be
expected. But to watch people, not
countries, act this way is a sight to behold. Stunning really.
Would the Chinese have acted in such a manner if the #1
ranked kid was White….Black…Hispanic?
Probably not. I’d say
definitely not.
The parents will say the kids’ interests were taken into account. Though the kid himself may disagree.
I readily admit it’s fun watching a Chinese Family know when
it’s been beaten. The Chinese only fear
others like them. Certainly not a Susie
or an Ashley. They knew they were
competing against someone just like them.
Same mentality. Same game plan. Same way of doing things. No way number two was gonna be able to jump
over number one. Number One made sure
of that. You don’t think number one
knows who number two is?
They took a gamble. Load
up on advanced placement classes early. Get an early lead. And it worked!
Yet it is also sad to watch a Chinese family getting out competed. If only for the poor kid. And what happened next is even stranger.
The poor kid transferred back to his local high school. His class ranking? Surely if you are number two at your old high
school, you are only going to transfer up for a higher ranking, correct?
He’s number three now.
What’s the catch?
Neither number one nor two are Chinese. Nor Asian.
The Chinese Parents think they have a fighting chance. They like
the odds.
Yeah, but they go to Harvard to study engineering... Which is like going to Morton's Steakhouse and ordering chicken tenders.
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