This, Amy Chua's latest book, is her memoir as a parent to her two daughters, both now teenagers. A Chinese woman raised in a very traditional home and married to a Jewish American, one can only imagine the family-planning discussions that went down in that house before Baby Number One came. You know, the discussions about what church to attend, public school or private school, whether to spank or not.
If these were the only things you and your spouse had to work out, you had it easy compared to Chua. She brings new meaning to "helicopter mom," forcing her kids to practice their musical instrument of choice for hours upon hours, and never allowing her girls even to have sleepovers with friends.
Although many readers find the book offensive in the way Chua raised her daughters, finding her treatment of them cruel at times, and although she was more of a disciplinarian that I could ever find it in my soul to be, I loved it. I found myself agreeing with her at times when she spoke of how lenient and permissive American parents can be.
Chua's writing is smart and funny, and I felt her self-depracation was warm and endearing. I'm just glad she's not MY mom!
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