Why do Asians really get straight A's? - Project Gutenberg Consortia ...
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6<br />
It's a beautiful morning, as I stare outside the bedroom win<strong>do</strong>w. I can hardly see anybody<br />
outside; I'm sure everyone's <strong>get</strong>ting ready for mandatory Sunday morning church service.<br />
Gabriel is still sleeping— big surprise— so I decide to <strong>get</strong> ready by brushing my teeth, taking a<br />
shower, fixing my hair and putting on my new parental-purchased Hugo Boss dress shirt with<br />
matching pants, so that I look prim and proper like a good Asian and represent— show off—<br />
my family's status.<br />
I walk <strong>do</strong>wn to the kitchen to see that Auntie is ready as well. There's a disgusted look<br />
in her eyes, as I pass her to <strong>get</strong> some milk out of the fridge. It can't be because of me, since<br />
I'm all dressed up and ready to go to church, so it must be because of Gabriel, who's still<br />
sleeping. I decide to skip breakfast alto<strong>get</strong>her and rush upstairs to wake Gabriel up.<br />
“ Leave me alone! ” Gabriel pleads, as he buries his head under the pillow. He pulls the<br />
comforter over his head to form an impenetrable fortress of fluffy cotton.<br />
“ Dude, we have to go to church. Auntie's already pissed at you for sleeping so late. ” I<br />
<strong>really</strong> <strong>do</strong>n't care about what Auntie thinks, but I <strong>do</strong> care about what she'll tell my parents.<br />
“ Alright, alright. I'm <strong>get</strong>ting up. By the way, I was dreaming about Emilie, my nubile<br />
love, ” Gabriel mutters with a pestering tone. I grab his pillow and proceed to beat him with it.<br />
He laughs and nearly trips over the bedroom rug, as he runs into the bathroom. I'm laughing,<br />
too, because he's completely naked.<br />
After Gabriel finishes <strong>get</strong>ting ready, in a record time of only two hours, alongside<br />
another record of Auntie complaining just once, we pack in my car and drive to Auntie's new<br />
church, Unity Mission Church of Christ. Unity Mission Church looks like a giant stadium: tall<br />
beaming steel structures supporting <strong>do</strong>uble-reinforced concrete walls, stain-glassed win<strong>do</strong>ws<br />
the size of truck bays, massive marble columns shouldering the mirrored ceiling of the church<br />
entrance— and featuring from the inside: a fully-equipped, Olympic-size swimming pool plus<br />
spa, an arcade, a car care center, a complete fitness center that could rival 24 Hour Fitness