Take it from a former Tiger dad, there are serious emotional risks to the intense parent/coach relationship. With the sign-up for fall sports but a few weeks away, permit me to flag a couple obstacles that I stumbled over.
Love isn't on the internet's roughly 1500 online dating sites, which despite annual revenues now in the billions, have reduced the mate-selection process to something akin to ordering off a Chinese take-out menu.
Air travel in the United States isn't fun. Not only because of the many restrictions the TSA enforces, but because we American travelers haven't grown up yet. We're still kids struggling to come to terms with the new travel realities in a post-9/11 world.
At the end of our journey, when we look back, the currency of achievement will no longer buy us solace. The greater accomplishment will be to over the years have built a foundation of family, friendship, altruism, kindness, compassion and love.
This storyline is no longer about a Chinese-American mother and her parenting style. This narrative has exposed a raw nerve about the current zeitgeist of parenting and how best to raise our children in 21st-century America.
In our "please give me the secret to perfect parenting" culture, if one mother is viewed as having a magic wand that will turning her child into a prodigy with Harvard potential, there is sure to be a substantial audience.
I respect Amy Chua for being honest in her memoir, and am glad that she's able to reflect on some of her parenting decisions with candor and even remorse. The conversation her book has precipitated is a crucial one.
The uproar greeting Amy Chua's allegedly tongue in cheek tales of demeaning and belittling behavior toward her daughters has drowned out an important theme: the parenting principles that Chua gets right.
A lot of other tigers ask me: Why do South Chinese tigers raise such successful cubs? Why do our cats grow up to be such prodigious hunters? Why are our coats so luxuriant? Why are our teeth so toothy, our growls so growly?
I am a mother who does not have a strong conviction that there is one fixed, right way of raising children. Often times I second-guess my own choice in a situation, and wonder if I could have found a better way of parenting.