It is August, and I am still amazed every time I go out for my morning run and pass the university running track at 6:30.
Here is what I see: about 10 kids, ages 5-10, lined up, and loudly reciting English.
Summer school is no light-hearted, optional endeavor here.
One of my friends told me she had 8 hours a day of summer classes when she was younger.
The 6 week summer break is packed with English, Chinese, Math, Science and more, in general covering next school year’s curriculum so they’ve already gone through it once before “learning” it at school.
I think thousands of dollars are spent on these supplemental classes.
No wonder everyone tells me they can’t imagine paying to raise 4 children, with the amount of spending that goes into one child here.
But the kids are indulged in other ways.
We attend a local church part of the time, and I usually attend the toddler room with China Surprise, along with all the other mothers and grandmothers (and the occasional dad).
Once a quarter someone brings in a huge cake to celebrate all the recent birthdays, and by 9 am all the little people are loaded down with cake and armed with a microscopic plastic pitchfork.
This is not your mother cutting cake.
And they give out seconds if you’re not watching like a hawk…