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Myths: From the Rise of the "Model Minority" to the "American Decline"

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In honor of Women's History Month, I was invited to speak at the African American Museum and Library in Oakland last Friday about My Mom is a Fob. Oakland Mayor Jean Quan's daughter, Lailan Huen, joined us as well as others from various backgrounds, so we had a great discussion about our cultural (and generational) similarities and differences growing up. As expected, Amy Chua's name came up again, and a gentleman from the audience actually assigned me homework, namely to watch Charlie Rose's interview with Amy Chua and read his lengthy commentary (written under the pseudonym "worldwatcher"). Here is my response organized into three overarching themes.

 

On Parenting
Labeling a certain parenting style as "Chinese" or "immigrant" (from an ethnocentric perspective) is flawed and about as accurate as generalizing that everyone born a certain month exhibits similar astrological traits. We can only assume that since immigrants start off at a disadvantage (not knowing the language or having no connections), we simply work hard, value discipline, and believe that we have to count on ourselves to succeed.

With that said, Amy Chua really puts my own mother to shame while flaunting her upper-middle class privileges and emphasizing her personal sacrifices. She drives hours on end to world famous teachers' studios, oversees all music lessons and practice sessions, hires extra tutors for her kids when she’s teaching Yale law students, even buys her daughters expensive gowns for performances then rents out entire rooms in upscale hotels for lavish reception parties. Those who think Chua doesn't show her kids enough love probably haven’t actually read Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, and those who complain that she should give her kids more freedom seem to be comforting themselves for not even putting in half the energy she has into her kids, into their own kids. Just sayin'. Chua does exhibit obsessive-compulsive tendencies that no mother should aspire to mimic, though. Children can develop resentment towards parents who set unrealistically high expectations and experience psychological instability when nurtured with conditional love or placed under too much pressure.

Considering how many Americans have turned out okay thanks to all types of parenting methods (from all types of cultures), there is no magical formula for producing successful kids; our parents probably tailored our upbringing on a case by case basis, so I don't feel like there is much to debate here. I would, however, like to add that socioeconomic privileges should not be confused with any sort of ethnic "superiority."

 

On the "Model Minority Myth" and Success
"Worldwatcher" brought to my attention last Friday that Whites are using the Asian "Model Minority" argument to point fingers at African Americans and Latinos saying, "If they can do it, why can't you?" There are a few problems with such an argument. First, you simply can't group war-victimized Vietnamese, Cambodian, Laotians who came here as refugees with highly educated Chinese, Taiwanese, Indians who came later to fill Silicon Valley positions (not saying there aren't Vietnamese engineers here). Lumping all Asians together masks the poverty and academic difficulties of some subgroups while denying them much needed assistance programs or affirmative action. Likewise, Asian groups heavily represented in selective colleges shouldn't be held to higher admissions standards, though that's probably already influenced through quotas for competitive high schools that are predominantly Asian.

Second, using one ethnic group against another (or against oneself, considering how broad Asians are) can cause tension and possible backlash. As Amy Chua illustrates in World on Fire, market-dominant minorities in other parts of the world experience severe ethnic hatred (Chinese in Southeast Asia, Whites in Latin America, Jews in Russia...), though thank goodness the US is diverse enough that this should never happen here (even if Americans are considered market-dominant minorities in other countries). Perhaps using this illustration was a slight exaggeration (considering that Asian Americans will probably never take over Wall Street), though I thought it was still worth mentioning.

This academic paper supports some of my claims and brings up a few other valid concerns, such as how the "Model Minority" stereotype not only fosters resentment in other minority groups but also contributes to anti-immigration sentiment (positioning us as "foreign" and a threat). Couple that last notion with recent fears of the US losing our global dominance to China... and Chinese Americans (viewed as Chinese) could really become the target for potential hate crimes.

On a less frightening (though equally frustrating) note, journalists and pseudo-academics really like to try to "explain away" why Asians are "so successful." Malcolm Gladwell's argument that the Chinese are disciplined and skill-oriented because our ancient ancestors cultivated rice paddies is ludicrous — correlation does not imply causation, just as you can't attribute everything to nature (genes) when nurture (our unique environment and upbringing) is part of the equation. Matthew Syed's book, Bounce (on the science of success), reads annoyingly like Gladwell's Outliers — full of assumptions — though both do emphasize the importance of preparation in the form of "purposeful practice" (Syed) or the "10,000-hour rule" (Gladwell).

In short, practice and hard work still trump innate talent and all the hidden advantages and cultural legacies both authors try to make cases for. Another good point Syed makes is the need for intrinsic motivation, which Daniel H. Pink explains in detail in his book Drive (or this video). The fact that Asian Americans have such high rates of depression and suicide could be because grades, test scores, status, appearance are all extrinsic motivators — they don't satisfy our inner desire for autonomy and mastery of something that fulfills a deeper purpose. I don't think it's possible for someone to be intrinsically passionate about piano or medicine if it was enforced onto the person, even if since childhood.

In many ways, my high school was the quintessential "Model Minority" public high school with a 70% Asian student body consisting of mostly affluent Chinese, Taiwanese and Indian Americans. With a class less than 500 people, 23 tied as valedictorians, five went on to Harvard and fifty to Berkeley. Some of our ancestors could have possibly been rice farmers, but I think it's much more relevant to mention that our parents graduated the top of their class, had families to support them and companies lined up to issue H1B visas. We also studied for the SATs by going through every single workbook on Border's bookshelves and taking additional tutoring classes, which our parents willingly paid for.

My parents weren't very strict but the unintended pressure my friends put on me inspired me not to fall too far behind. Because we were relatively homogeneous, we were also able to identify with one another — jocks did not rule the school as we didn’t even have a real football team, the nerds set the curves and so they did. Economic professors George Akerlof and Rachel Kranton make the case in Identity Economics that students who obey authority and try hard to graduate do so because they identify with the school. Those who don't (because teachers don't seem to care about them or other students reject them), rebel (Akerlof, 64-67). I'm not sure how this explains the token Asian kid at a predominantly white school who graduates as the valedictorian, but I'm sure he/she probably receives incredible support (or pressure) from the parents.

 

On Identity and the Fear of "The American Decline"
As previously mentioned, some Americans are afraid that our glorious days are over and soon the Chinese or Indians will take over, simply because of their sheer numbers, exploding economies, and rising talent. I hate to mention Amy Chua again, but in her book, Day of Empire, she explains why hyperpowers become what they are and actually argues that America will not likely lose its global dominance because we are relatively more tolerant than any other nation and thus attract the world's top scientific, technological, and creative talent. To stay at the top, we just need enough common "glue" to hold us all together.

As "worldwatcher" has pointed out in his seventh point (in his first post), America wasn't always so glorious and enviable. We stole the land from Native Americans (first displacing them then decimating their numbers), robbed the Mexicans of more territory, enslaved African Americans for centuries, denied women the right to vote, subjected Chinese immigrants to bigotry while they built our railroads, confined Japanese Americans in internment camps... not to mention all other enemies we've created through numerous wars.

Yet, somehow, we managed to become the top destination for newcomers because we have no rules on religion, a very capable democratic system, and an opportunity-filled free market (Chua, 250-251). America is an immigrant nation built up by a diverse immigrant population, despite xenophobia and unlawful immigration acts of our past. To separate "us" Americans from "them" or "those" immigrant "outsiders" is so hypocritical. People like Alexandra Wallace perpetuate this notion of nativism ("white superiority"... "and the good manners my momma taught me") when there isn't even an indigenous American culture to begin with.

At a workshop in Stanford, one girl asked me what I thought of the term "white-washed" because I was using the term "fob." "F.O.B." was once a derogatory acronym targeted at Asian immigrants who were seen as unwelcome outsiders. I'd like to think that our generation has softened and embraced the term, considering that we now call the peace sign the "fob sign" and Hello Kitty paraphernalia "fobby cute." I suppose "white-washed" came about as a reaction from people who felt like outsiders in response to people who have done a better job assimilating into dominant culture. In Identity Economics, the authors quote how some minorities feel the need to "keep it real" and not be posers in order to keep their dignity. This notion of dignity becomes very important; how do we stay true to ourselves and be proud of our own heritage and culture and share a common identity with all other Americans?

I will actually argue that assimilation is a good thing and minimizes social tension; "The massive influx of Europe's 'poorest and least fortunate' — almost a million Italians, Poles, Russians, Finns, Jews, Germans, Czechs, and Hungarians annually between 1900 and 1914 — had created enormous social strains in America. The relatively closed-door interwar years provided a respite, allowing these immigrant communities to be absorbed and assimilated (Chua, 253)." How then, do we assimilate into a common culture that all Americans can accept and be comfortable with?

I believe that we should actually encourage interracial relationships (not just as couples, but also business partners, academic research partners, and so on) and create a dominant culture that is less "white", more tolerant, and more educated about various cultures. (This means that many groups will have to let go of antiquated beliefs of "ethnic purity", caste systems, and other notions of social hierarchy.) Only then will we be able to share a common American identity, keep attracting top talent into our country, dominate economically, and stay at the forefront of technology and military might together.

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Happy [Belated] Lunar New Year!

Unlike most Asian families, my parents did not give me red envelopes, we did not eat fish or sticky rice cakes (or even white rabbit candy) — much less light sparklers and lanterns and what not... but I did buy myself a box full of books from Amazon, which arrived today (sort of like a new year's gift for myself). In fact, all of the books are by Asian authors about the Asian American experience and/or politics and not about business/marketing or design — my normal reading material choices. (Fine, Tony Hsieh's book is an exception, but I heard it's an excellent and entertaining read anyway, briefly touching upon his Asian academicentric — I just made up a word — upbringing and Harvard-ditching days.)

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If you couldn't tell, I'm quite obsessed with Amy Chua at the moment, since I seem to be the only Asian American on the planet who enjoyed her battle hymn cries.

For those who don't like to read, Margaret Cho shares her fobby mom anacdotes with PBS while Teresa and I insert laughter soundbites on NPR. Enjoy!

Oh, and just as it is customary to buy and wear new clothes for the new year, Mymomisafob.com and Mydadisafob.com now have new skins!

 

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My Mom is a Fob Events Recap!

2011 started off with a bang. After coming back from New York (for the book launch) and Vegas (for various conferences and a birthday), life never quite resumed to a normal pace... but sped off for some sort of marathon. For starters, we've been interviewing potential hires for Bullet Media, and I've been catching up on work while receiving numerous requests for other freelance projects. For stressors, the media has been interviewing me non-stop for fob-related features, and I've been running off to various back-to-back events (which I'm still very grateful for). Here's a recap of the major highlights:

Book reading & signing at Book Passage in San Francisco:

I should probably mention that this ↓ happened:

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There were multiple witnesses.

 

KRON4 news segment (live from Hayward, CA):

For those who missed the PBS segment (including myself), here's an excerpt of what aired on KRON4 Saturday morning! Too bad I didn't get to finish what I was saying...

 

Listen to the Silence workshop at Stanford:

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Much love out to the Taiwanese Cultural Society for inviting me to be a workshop speaker! To the seasoned speakers, any advice for getting a shy, silent crowd to speak up during discussions?

 

NPR recording (from Sports Byline's studio in SF):

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Our segment hasn't aired yet, so once I find out the details, I'll let you all know when to tune in!

 

Some recommended reading for those who keep up with My Mom is a Fob:

 

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A foreign accent is a sign of bravery

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Only one week after our blog-turned-book, My Mom is a Fob, had come out, Amy Chua’s Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother took the world by storm, raising controversy and quickly scaling Amazon’s rankings to #1 — her favorite number. The day I had my book signing at Book Passage in San Francisco, she was addressing a crowd at Berkeley (no wonder the media was absent at my event).

The more I hear about Chua and tiger mothers, the less I want to comment on extreme Asian parenting being "right" or "wrong" (except I've actually read Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother from cover-to-cover — and quite enjoyed it); and while many people have asked me to write a "rebuttal" post, I can’t help but draw numerous parallels between the two non-fiction books (both published by Penguin publishers). Both quote the ridiculous things Asian mothers say to their children; both demonstrate a clash of eastern values and western upbringing; both exhibit our parents’ obsessive compulsive tendencies for excellence and perfection; and despite the brutal honesty and bubbling pressure, both unveil the underlying love our parents feel towards us, through their endless sacrifices.

The catch-22? Chua must despise and look down upon me with disgust (just as she looks down upon anyone who plays guitar instead of violin, enjoys bowling instead of tennis, and studies at a non-ivy league school), since she writes in her book what she once said to her daughters:

"Never ever make fun of foreign accents," I've exhorted them on many occasions. "Do you know what a foreign accent is? It's a sign of bravery. Those are people who crossed an ocean to come to this country. My parents had accents—I had an accent. I was thrown into nursery school not speaking a word of English. Even in third grade, classmates made fun of me. Do you know where those people are now? They’re janitors, that’s where..." (Chua, 86).

Now I just hope that people can see how our book exudes bravery — bravery in the form of fobby wisdom, light-hearted humor, tough love, and eventual understanding. Bravery manifested through the fact that our generation has redefined the once-derogatory term "F.O.B." and fully embraced (not diluted) our cultural differences. Bravery shown through so many people who can share their personal stories with an increasingly critical (yet sometimes callous) world online — with pride. Chua speaks against provincialism; only truly open-minded Americans can understand how My Mom is a Fob stands up for our first-generation moms with confidence. The last chapter of our book is titled "Why we still love them" — please give it a shot.

To quote a paragraph I've written in the book:

"...The overarching story to be told is that of our immigrant parents raising us, the first generation, in a world apart from theirs where cultural and language barriers make day-to-day communication a challenge and mutual understanding a lifelong learning process. My mom's efforts do not go unnoticed nor do I feel alone in my experiences. At some point, you'll probably think to yourself, 'My mom does that, too,' and we’ll have accomplished something meaningful: showing you that there is nothing to be embarrassed or frustrated about. We are all embracing a fobby generation together—with a bit of patience and a lot of laughter."

Without any cause and effect, the kid who made fun of my accent in grade school went on to Harvard. None of us turned out to be janitors.

 

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Concrete Jungle Where Balls Drop

I truly enjoyed New York the last time I visited, but this trip was as stressful as getting to Times Square on New Year's Eve in heels. We had to walk all the way up to Central Park and enter 7th Ave from there because all the horizontal streets were blocked off. Not to mention, we also paid exhorbitant amounts for hotels in Times Square, where everyday, I had to fend off the stand-up comedy club flyers and walk away from the smell of roasted peanuts and halal carts (mixed with trash bags piled on sidewalks — a post snowstorm nuisance).

Another item to cross off my list:
[X] Watched the ball drop on New Year's in Times Square with a million people!

However, when you couple good food with sucessful book launch events — I'd deem this trip worthy of all the times I nearly slipped on ice and lost another button on my favorite coat (three to be exact, by the end of the trip).

In New York, there's a difference between downtown and downtown, and as all the locals advised, the food downtown really is much better. Ipuddo ramen didn't taste as good the second time around (did their noodles get skinnier?), but let me tell you about Lombardi's, another Yelp-recommended foodie destination, which we metro'd and trekked to in the rain, then waited one hour to be seated.

Lombardi's Pizza
32 Spring St.
New York, NY 10012

Between just Ryan and me, we ordered a large pizza (half white, half margherita) with added spinach, mushrooms, and tomatoes; and since we were probably never coming back to "America's very first pizzeria", Ryan decided to add a small clam pie to our order as our waitress raised an eyebrow and asked, "You're taking some to-go, right?"

Here's what I really like about Lombardi's. The clam pizza is purely clams -- no cheesy tomato nonsense -- just clams on crunchy thin-crust. The white pizza has mozzarella, ricotta, romano cheese, and a hint of basil and oregano — once again, no sauciness to it, just pizza bread, creamy light cheese, and toppings. That was my favorite. Instead of tasting really greasy, it was absolutely delicious because the ricotta melted in your mouth and the flavors weren't overpowered by any sauces; I could taste all the toppings. The house pizza, the margherita, contains the tomato sauce (which you'd normally expect on pizza), but I felt like that one turned out a bit soggy as all the toppings slid right off and I ended up eating "pizza" without the crust.

Now before I turn this blog into another Yelp diary (though that may not be such a bad idea considering that Yelp didn't renew my elite badge...), here's almost all of the food we ate in New York (minus the really bad dishes):

Food

I highly recommend getting Korean BBQ at Madangsui, trying the raw bar and sashimi from Blue Fin, and grabbing cocktails and wine from Aureole (we happened to be sitting next to the man -- Charlie Palmer -- himself). However, I do not recommend eating at Carmine's if you're only a party of two, because one dish alone is enough to feed a family of four+. I also do not recommend walking into random restaurants without doing prior Yelp research, since we ended up having horrible experiences at two such places (though we did have a stroke of good luck with Sharaku, which in my opinion, was very decent Japanese food for such good prices and no wait time).

Now the events. January 4, the Asian American Writer's Workshop was kind enough to host a launch party for us, complete with Taiwanese bao's by Eddie Huang of Bauhaus (paired with Laotian beer — AAWW, you guys rock). Eddie started the night by reading a priceless email from his mother regarding Sifton's harsh review of Xiao Ye. I think his mom is a prime example of the Amy Chua-like tiger mom... who still has a lot of [tough] love to give.

Following Eddie, Jennifer 8. Lee, New York Times journalist of nine years and author of The Fortune Cookie Chronicles, told an endearing and humorous tale of her mother's efforts to cook "Americanized" food, one result being turkey dumplings. After that, Ed Lin, author of Waylaid (2002), This Is a Bust (2007), and Snakes Can't Run (2010), read an introspective yet sarcastic piece on Christmas dinner with his extended Asian family — complete with belching and cackling sound effects.

Spoken word artist, Kelly Zen-Yie Tsai, performed a beautiful piece about her mother, which brought tears to my eyes (except I was on stage and had to keep them in). The words that stuck with me were "giving up passion for perfection", used to describe so many of our Asian immigrant parents, obsessed with providing the best for us by sacrificing their own lives (studying the most lucrative fields, working jobs they dislike... overtime). At the end, AAWW's Executive Director, Ken, moderated a Q&A sesh for Teresa and me before we wrapped up, signed some books, and walked to Ktown for some grub and soju.

I should probably mention that the 世界日報 (World Journal) interviewed us that night for this article, which Google Translate doesn't explain to me clearly enough (but hey, my mom's so proud she put it on her Facebook!). The Wall Street Journal also interviewed us for a bigger piece on blog-turned-books, so look out for that.

Posmans

January 5, we had a smaller book reading and signing event at Posman Books in Chelsea Market, during which Teresa and I read our favorite entries with our best fobby mom voices, then answered some questions from the audience. Afterwards, a Chinese news broadcasting channel interviewed us (aired Thursday night on the 6th at 10pm); if anyone somehow managed to tape that segment, please do share!

All in all, New York, I still like you.

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Thank you all so much to those who came out to our events! If you live in the Bay Area, don't worry! There's one more book signing event coming up on THURSDAY, JANUARY 20 AT BOOK PASSAGE (FERRY BUILDING IN SF) AT 6PM. Hope to see you all there!

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