Why do Asians really get straight A's? - Project Gutenberg Consortia ...
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“ Yes, ” Jordan replies with reproach, not even looking at Bo.<br />
“ The food's delicious, Bo, ” I quickly add, intervening. I know why Jordan's acting this<br />
way. She thinks that Bo is below her because he didn't go to college, so he's not worthy to talk<br />
to her. What is she— a stuck-up, eminent princess? I find it rather disappointing that Asian<br />
people have to “ judge a book by its cover. ” Bo works in Uncle's restaurant, so apparently,<br />
he's a loser. But it's not his fault. <strong>Asians</strong> are notorious for forcing their children to work in the<br />
family business— typically a restaurant. This is one reason why <strong>Asians</strong> have such big families,<br />
in order to <strong>get</strong> free slave labor from their children. Going back to Princess Jordan, the whole<br />
“ What <strong>do</strong> you <strong>do</strong>? ” mentality is pervasive among <strong>Asians</strong>, sizing you up to see if you're worth<br />
talking to. Asian girls are especially guilty of this. I know so many Asian girls that will not date<br />
a guy unless he has a college degree. Pray tell, <strong>do</strong>es college teach you how to find the right<br />
guy? — No. Does college teach you how to find a good boyfriend? — No. So what the hell <strong>do</strong>es<br />
being a college graduate have anything to <strong>do</strong> with relationships? — one word: status. It's all<br />
about status, aka image. Most Asian girls will only date guys that look “ good on paper. ” Who<br />
wants to date a nice guy, with a strong moral character and a benevolent disposition? Screw<br />
that! They want a guy that's rich, that buys them all the stupid cr@p that they'll ever want, a<br />
guy willing to be the ball to their chain. That's why I'm surprised that Emilie's giving me the<br />
time of day. Maybe it's a good idea that I <strong>do</strong>n't tell her any of this.<br />
“ Bo, on behalf of the family, thank you for picking us up from the airport, ” I announce,<br />
to show him my gratitude. I can tell that Bo <strong>do</strong>esn't understand what the hell I just said, since<br />
he's giving me a blank stare, but he smiles anyway, a smile that reveals genuine respect and<br />
regard. This is probably the first time in a long time that anyone's shown any appreciation<br />
towards him.<br />
Dinner is almost over, with most of the meal in our bellies. I have a couple of bites left<br />
on my plate, but I can't leave the table until I'm <strong>do</strong>ne eating everything, every last grain of rice.<br />
I've been forced to <strong>do</strong> so since I was a kid, because I was told that wasting food is bad luck,<br />
creating an ominous future full of failure and misfortune. But the truth— the truth that Asian<br />
people won't dare tell you— is that it's all about control. If you're able to force your kids to eat<br />
everything, even the very last tiny grain of rice in the bowl, then you'll be able to control them<br />
— control everything about them— at a very young age. After all, children are highly<br />
impressionable. If you can make them eat something as insignificant as a microscopic tiny<br />
grain of rice, then you can eventually control what they <strong>do</strong>, how they think, what kind of