This past week, I received one of the most FAH-BU-LOUS compliments I've ever been given. And it wasn't even said directly to me. Here's how it went down:
We all know this person, right?
We all know that when I'm reincarnated (and have already had the experience of having a family and being a member of the church), I'll come back as Amy. She is everything that I wish I could be if I was willing to sacrifice pretty much everything. And goodness, she has.
Last week during Glo's lesson, Amy's daughter, Victoria, became the subject of conversation, and how, at the tender age of six, she's already moving into double digits in math class. Great things are expected of Victoria--she already speaks Japanese, English and Spanish, and she's probably somewhere in Book 2 of Suzuki already. Somehow, Glo volunteered that she remembered learning her multiplication facts (mostly double digits) as I curled her hair in the morning, and then as we drove to school. Over and over and over. A morning didn't go by until she had them memorized.
Without missing a beat....
(Here it comes. Are you ready?)
...Amy said,
"Oh, your mom is a non-Asian, Mormon, Tiger mom!"
Be still, my heart. This coming from an Asian, non-Mormon, best-violinist-on-the-planet Tiger mom herself!
I could hardly contain my glee as I was navigating Philadelphia rush hour traffic. Did she really say that? I asked Glo to say it several times, just so I could memorize it.
Because, c'mon, in my small, I-wish-I-could-have-had-it-all life, this was just about as good as it gets!
Thank you, Amy. I'll take it.
We all know this person, right?
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We all know that when I'm reincarnated (and have already had the experience of having a family and being a member of the church), I'll come back as Amy. She is everything that I wish I could be if I was willing to sacrifice pretty much everything. And goodness, she has.
Last week during Glo's lesson, Amy's daughter, Victoria, became the subject of conversation, and how, at the tender age of six, she's already moving into double digits in math class. Great things are expected of Victoria--she already speaks Japanese, English and Spanish, and she's probably somewhere in Book 2 of Suzuki already. Somehow, Glo volunteered that she remembered learning her multiplication facts (mostly double digits) as I curled her hair in the morning, and then as we drove to school. Over and over and over. A morning didn't go by until she had them memorized.
Without missing a beat....
(Here it comes. Are you ready?)
...Amy said,
"Oh, your mom is a non-Asian, Mormon, Tiger mom!"
Be still, my heart. This coming from an Asian, non-Mormon, best-violinist-on-the-planet Tiger mom herself!
I could hardly contain my glee as I was navigating Philadelphia rush hour traffic. Did she really say that? I asked Glo to say it several times, just so I could memorize it.
Because, c'mon, in my small, I-wish-I-could-have-had-it-all life, this was just about as good as it gets!
Thank you, Amy. I'll take it.
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