I read an article about a style of parenting popular here in China, called setback parenting. In this, you’re basically really awful to your kid so they don’t get too high an opinion of themselves and this will apparently make them stronger. I think you can guess how it turns out.
As I read it, I did a LOL (as the kids might say, but probably wouldn’t, because I have no idea what the kids actually say), as there are so many parallels with my childhood. My dad believed (possibly still believes) that you shouldn’t compliment (or be nice to) your kids and is surprised that we now do not have a very close relationship.
Anyway, there are lots of other reasons why I think I had a Chinese upbringing:
- I got glasses when I was 4 years old.
- I play the violin.
- And the piano!
- I was a total nerd in school, until that day that I suddenly wasn’t.
- I went to LSE.
- My parents were pretty strict.
- I still think less than 90% in a test doesn’t really count as a pass.
That’s only my childhood. There’s further evidence that I’m a Chinese adult, for example: my love of WeChat stickers, going hiking with an umbrella, drinking hot water, shouting in restaurants, pushing on the metro and a whole host of other things that I’ll write about another time.