![]() ![]() Despite being raised in the American Midwest, she’d wrapped herself in the cloak of Chinese tradition: If you don’t like this approach, don’t criticize. To top it off, Chua had played the race card. That her girls had become musical prodigies, one of them doing a recital at Carnegie Hall, didn’t justify stealing their childhood. Most readers only heard bragging about the superiority of her ironfisted parenting. Intended to be funny, instead the piece outraged. And when her older daughter earned only the second-best grade on a math quiz, Chua made her take twenty practice tests-every night for a week. ![]() She’d trashed a birthday card the same daughter-who was 4 at the time-had made for her, complaining it didn’t show enough effort. Proudly, she told of depriving her daughters of play dates and sleepovers so they could drill endlessly on the piano and violin once she wouldn’t let her younger girl pee until she had mastered a piece. When Amy Chua’s Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother was excerpted in The Wall Street Journal, jaws hit the ground on architect-designed playgrounds nationwide. ![]()
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