My experience

As a Vietnamese person, I was raised by an Asian family, my mom, my dad, and my sister. They taught me how to treat people nicely and cherish every moment I feel happy. When I was a little kid, I was quite stubborn and I didn’t listen to her words. My mom would throw a thong at me and that moment told me to stop messing with her. Luckily, I'm still alive now. But I still love her, cause of all the things she wants to teach me how to be nice and improve my weakness. A lot of Asian Family raises their children my mom’s way, but that’s how we never disrespect my mom. But I do not recommend this way of raising a kid. We can try different ways to make the kid understand what’s wrong and right.

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In school, the teachers are the only on who will come to the class, not the students who will come to their classes. And my classes stay with each other for a whole year, the sound is quite boring but that’s how we have a lot of good friendships. In my opinion, I like it when we can stay with each other.

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