I was born in a small town near the yangzte river. I was born in china and raised in the united states. I have seen a lot from being educated in America and this is what I saw.
I was a 8 pound baby as I was told later on. I was born 20 years after a great revolution happened in my country. It was a hot , dry July 4th. I did not fully realize the the significance of my birthday until I came to America.
My father quickly came home from work to see his only child. The child that he can ever have in china. China has the one child policy launched during the 1980s.
When I was 4 years old, I travelled to Singapore. Singapore was one of the richest countries in Asia and I got to be in Singapore’s great preschool. They taught Malayasian, math, english, chinese. I may not remember what happened in Preschool , but I have my school report as records.
When I came to America as a 5 year old kid, I knew that the United States was different from Singapore and China.
When I was in Middle school I was upset to hear that when my classmates got a C they feel it is the end of the world. I felt that very upsetting because tests and quizzes are products of the process. My teachers taught me the knowledge and they test us. If we get a C then I must have a missing link between the knowledge. So my philophsophy grew as I witnessed my classmates. I believe that you fix the process and not the product. The product is the final form. You must go back to the process to find the mistake.
As I am writing this , I feel that the amount of work you put in studying is worth more than any grade. If you at least tried your hardest than it doesn’t matter what your grade is.
Students in china should know grades are not important. They should understand that their future careers will not look at their grades, but instead how well they work togeather with other people and the amount of work you put in.