by Carmen Van Kerckhove
Before I got pregnant, I always thought that when I had a kid, I’d make them learn Chinese. I’d force them to go to those awful Saturday morning Chinese classes, all that jazz. But now that Sean is here, I don’t feel as strongly about having her know Chinese.
It feels kind of unnatural to speak Cantonese to her – especially since I rarely speak it myself nowadays. My sisters and I converse mainly in English. And most of my Chinese friends are actually Taiwanese, so when we talk it’s mostly them speaking English mixed with Mandarin, and me speaking English back to them, with the occasional Chinese phrase thrown in there (bai qi! sam ba!)
But although I may be abandoning one aspect of Hardass Asian Parenting (a phrase coined by the lovely ladies at DISAGRASIAN – they define it as “Our mothers and fathers, whom we, despite our achievements and senses of familial duty, are usually disappointing”), I do plan on implementing some others.
Like… you can be damn sure Sean will be learning piano. Though unlike my parents, I’ll also encourage her to explore genres of music other than classical. If she wants to learn other instruments, play jazz, rock, whatever, I’m down with that.
And since her dad is a martial arts school owner/instructor, she will obviously have her black belt by like, age 4. Okay, maybe age 5.
I’m also obsessed with Your Baby Can Read. Have you seen those infomercials? A-ma-zing. You’ve got these kids who are just over a year old reading flash cards and crazy stuff like that. Maybe it’s a total scam but hey, they have totally sucked me in and I plan to buy the whole program for Sean in a few more months. » Continue reading “Will I be a hardass Asian parent?”