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My Harvard Mom
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My Harvard Mom

I was born in a one-room apartment with no flushing toilet. It was one of those holes in the ground, in case you’ve ever visited Communist China in the 90s. But the walls were filled with books. My mother cut out little paper cards to teach me Chinese characters since I was two months old so I could be reading books by the time I was two. That was my “Harvard mom.”

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