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What do you think of “Tiger Mothers?”

A couple of weeks ago, we read “Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior,” Amy Chua’s controversial essay in the Wall Street Journal about her parenting style.  It sparked some good discussions about parenting, cultural differences, and stereotypes!



There was an article on Saturday, Januray 8, 2011, in the Wall Street Journal that was written by Amy Chua.  Amy Chua is a professor at Yale Law School and author of “Day of Empire.”  This article was taken out of her new book, “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother.”  In this article, it tells about the differences between “Chinese mothers” and western parents.  She is using “Chinese Mother” as a term for strict parents.  Not only Chinese parents matter to the term “Chinese Mother,” but Korean, Indian, Jamaican, Irish, German and even Mongolian mothers, as well.  The reason she uses “Chinese Mothers” is that she had Chinese parents and she herself was a Chinese parent.  She shared some of the experiences she had with her two daughters, Sophia and Lulu.  For example, on one occasion, she was trying to teach her younger daughter, Lulu, piano.  Lulu just couldn’t play it.  She would be stubborn and fight back but Amy tried even harder.  She didn’t give her dinner, she took her toys away, and she told her she wouldn’t have privileges for a long time.  Eventually, Lulu could play the piano song.

By reading her rules Amy Chua had for her daughters, I think they are too strict.  I would think I couldn’t stand it if I was her daughter.  But her daughters were raised up only this way, so they probably got used to it.  Also, for grades “Chinese Mothers” require only an A.  In my opinion, I would say at least A – B.  Because we aren’t all perfect.

Chua was raised up as how Chinese kids are ought to be, so that’s why she was a “Chinese Mother.”  For me, I was born in a Mongolian family, which is some kind of similar to Chinese parents but not as strict.  When I was young, I would always get As, so I never had someone always over me with a stick and calling me stupid, etc.  I was a stubborn girl and my parents would punish me when I needed it.  They were strict but not as strict as Chinese parents.  They kind of let me get my own way most of the time.  And they didn’t rebuke me very much, because I didn’t really need it.  Even though I wasn’t raised up like a Chinese kid, I don’t think I’m worse in school, musical, and works than Chinese kids.  If I ever have children, I would raise my children between “Chinese Mother” and western parents’ way. I will be strict, but not as strict as “Chinese Mothers.”  I will do all I can to help them, love them, and raise them to be good people.

By Bayartsetseg


Amy Chua is a professor at Yale Yaw School.  She has written the book named “Battle Hymn of the Tige rMother,” which has essay about the book.  In her essay, she’s introducing hersefl as a Chinese mother who is a very strict mom.  She has two daughters named Sophia and Lulu.  She never allowed her daughters to do any fun stuff.  She’s using both terms of “Chinese Mother” and western parents, which is very successful.  Western mothers usually worry about their children’s self-esteem.  According to the essay, Western parents believe that stressing academic success is not good for children.  So they try to give the idea learning is fun.  They always praise the child and never ever punish them or feel insecure.  But as a Chinese style, Chinese parents pay attention to their academic success, musical talent, almost everything.  Awesome, huh?

But it’s very difficult for the child who is raised by Chinese parents.  Becaue Chinese parents think that academic achievement reflects successful parents.  Also, they strongly believe that their children can be the best at everything.  Chinese parents demand perfect grades because they believe their children can get it.  Do you want to know what would happen if the children can’t get it?  Chinese parents would think their attention for their children isn’t good enough.  So parents should work together and practice more and more until their children get the best grade.  They order their kids to be perfect.  As a fact, she used a Chinese parenting style for Lulu.  It worked pretty well.

In my opinion, parenting style is very important for everyone.  And I’m no exception.  I want to be a good mother in the future, so I won’t use all of the above ideas.  I will be a wise true Mongolian mom, who is very careful for her children’s education and success, but is also very kind to them.  I would allow everything so that my children can feel the love strongly and never ever be disrespectful to anyone.

This is all of my opinion.  Everyone is special in their own way, and every culture is different.  Chinese mothers think nothing is fun until children are good at something.  And Western parents pay attention to  children’s self-esteem.  Both of them are different kinds of way to raise children.  But being a Mongolian parent can be the best way to raise the child.

By Bulgamaa


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Creative Writing Olympics

Last week, some of our students participated in the first round of the Creative Writing Olympics, an international competition put on by Peace Corps Volunteers around the world.  Here are the winning essays from our school, which will be judged in the national competition this month.

Congratulations, everybody!

Describe the personalities of different rooms in a house.

When I was a little girl, my grandpa said “Everyone is special in their own ways, even a robber is special.”  That was the most memorable thing in my whole life.  Just like this, everything is meaningful and its own personality.  So I want to write in this essay that rooms of the house are special.  So I think I should describe my own feelings about my house rooms.

As usual we use a bathroom to do some wash-up.  But in my opinion, my bathroom is a doctor of my mind.  Because whenever I’m tired and upset, I go to the bathroom to make up my mind.  I wash my face and then look in the mirror.  While I am looking at the mirror something very wonderful voice tells me “don’t be sad. You’re the only one in this world.  You have many good sides.”  You know, of course, it can cure my bad feelings.  It’s like when it’s time to have a bath, a bathroom helps you to clean.  So bathrooms is very interesting place where I want to be.

People think that bedrooms are the most important room in the house.  Because, here we get some sleep and rest.  In the other hand bedroom is the most peaceful place in the house.  So I lie on the bed and think about my dreams.  My dreams can be anything love, future life, family, studying abroad.  Bedroom is the best place, and lieing on the bed is the best way to travel in the dreamland.  My bedroom means to me a lot, I hope my all dreams will come true.

Living room describes my happiest time of my life.  I usually spend my time living room talking with my parents, spending a fun time with them.  Happiest time is the one second when we feel the happiness with our own feeling.  The one second always would be the diamond of your life.  This feeling has never gone away.  I love my living room much .

In conclusion, there are a lot of things around us.  They are give everybody different ideas.  Someone will like this or others hate this.  That’s the which is making life more meaningful and important to me.

By Bulgama
Grade 11

What is the funniest thing you have done or that has ever happened to you?

I am going to write about what happened when I was about 12.  At that time it seemed scary to me but now it seems funny and I think it’s the funniest thing that ever happened.  (It is based on what happened to where I used to live…an american children’s home for orphans.  There were 29 all together of us and the oldest about 14 and the youngest 8 years old)

It was a beautiful sunny morning of April.  It was Saturday and we were happy that there weren’t any school that day.  The children were playing, riding bikes and some working in the garden.

We had just bought a land behind ours, which had a huge garden.  We went out to dig in the morning about 8 and seemed like it’ll never finish.  Even though, it seemed exciting and we would tell jokes to each other and laugh.  After about a couple of hours it seemed like we got tired and gotten quieter.  Soon everything was quiet and all we could hear was birds singing and the noise of flies and insects.

Suddenly Andrew, the eldest one, called to us saying, “Come and see what I found.”  Even though we were some kind of tired we were snoopy enough to go over and look at what he had found.  While he was digging his fork caught hold of a medal.  It was an unusual medal, it was connected to a flat medal which looked like a door to something.  He had digged around the piece of medal and get tired before finishing.  So the rest of us decided to help and find out the mystery.  It seemed like we all had energy for something that wasn’t so special…but not for planting.

While we were digging around the mysterous medal one of the children said, “I keep see that man watching over there, but every time I look over at him he ducks.” At that time we didn’t pay much attention and kept digging around it.  Finally, we finished and pulling the medal and it squeeked and opened.  Oh, how exciting all of us were!  We sent one of the younger children for a flashlight and reminded him not to tell the housemother.  When he brought the flashlight the oldest and bravest boys went down the tunnel.  At first, some of us were scared and said about, “What if there’s some kind of bomb or something.” But us girls couldn’t persuade the boys.  When they went down they screemed with joy and yelled up, “there’s a lot of gold down here.”  We children didn’t really believe but they dragged some pieces to the door of the tunnel and shone the flashlight for us to see.  We couldn’t believe it.  We quickly put the dirt back up and made it look like nothing had happened and said each other that it’ll be a top secret.

That night, when we went to bed, some of us couldn’t sleep keep thinking about the gold.  The next morning the children ran back out to dig the gold out.  We were thinking about selling it with a high price and travel around the world.  I said, “wish I could go to India and see the Taj Mahal.” Some said about going to Isreal, America, Germany, Africa…etc.

But after a lot of job of digging they went down the tunnel and saw that the gold was gone!  We were all shocked and disappointed too!  One of the children said, “doesn’t this footprints look strange?”  So we started to follow the footprints and the boys got to a house and thought it the house of the man that had stoled it.  They all started banging on the door and a man looked out the window…a mean looking person.  One of the children said out loud, “that was the man I saw yesterday looking carefully over our fence.”

We found out a way to go inside and we did found our gold…eventually.  The way we did it was a secret and even now we still don’t tell people!  This was based on what happened…the door we had found was just an old storage room but I exagirated it!

By Bayartsetseg
Grade 10

What makes a country a country, other than language, geography, and government?

The right answer is everything in here.  But the most important thing is public.  Of course we need language, geography and government but did you ever see a country without public.  People is the thing who judges the government.  Without people what is the point of government.  If we have good government and public the country will rise up to the sky.  If I was an object I will be a glue because it sticks the broken things in one united peace.  You just have to go there and stick the public to it’s country.  Country is an ocean who is inside a bigger ocean, for years he have been watching us with his super vision and loving us with his super heart.  Country is also made of love of the public.  The Earth is the mother, the country is her son, the public is his bodypart.  All I’m trying to say is the world need peace and the country need public.

By Gaypa
Grade 9

If you could have any superpower, what would it be and how would you use it?

If I had any superpower, it would be fire or ice magic.  I love magics and supernatural things cuz I read too much mangas.  Mangas are japanese comics.  Fire is a very powerful element.  So is ice.  With fire you can protect yourself by making a cloak of fire.  And I will use it to fly too.  Or just make my punches even more powerfull.  So if I had fire as my super power, it would be hot.  Ice is a very cool magic.  I would use it with a lot of insperation cuz with it you can make ice sculptures.  And it helps you express your emotion and passion of what you feel.  Well, I would use it to express my feelings too.  These powers are very useful to others too.  If there is a forest fire you could just absorb or eat the fire.  I would say, if there are people who needs me I will go to them right away.  These stuffs might be boring or silly, but for me this is my way of thinking and my pride of imagination.  I guess the reason of these things are my childhood dreams.

By Bumtsend
Grade 8

What do you think your village/town will look like in 300 years?

In 300 years Erdenet city will look super high tech.  Like hovering building’s and intergalactic space station flying cars and robots doing every work’s.  And kids wont attend to school they will learn at home and do mostly everything just at home.  People wont communicate with phone or see each other on webcam they will talk to each other with holographic transmision.  Resident’s are all fit and healthy.  And some festivals like “The 0 gravity day,” “Intergalactic robots day.”  As for homes a single family will have at least 4 floor building and wealthy people have 12-20 floor building.  Video games will be played by a hologram simulation.  Also buildings will be super tall like 5000 floors each.  And people wont use wood to warm their home.  This means no air pollution forever.  Cars will use energon rocks for fuel.  Only 1 mm3 energon rock can be used for 10 milion years ad there will be huge clock building witch is a time machine.  No one will ever be poor that means no crime.  Erdenet city will be a complete paradise where people stops aging when they are 25 year old and no evil.  In Erdenet city internet will be 999 trilion times faster than speed of light.  So this what I think about Erdenet city in 300 years.

By Duurenzaan
Grade 7


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Poetry Day

We wrote poems today!  It was pretty fun.  We used this poem by Grace Nichols as our template:


Tall and blue
true and open

So open my arms have room
for all the world
for sun and moon
for birds and stars

Yet how I wish I had the chance
to come drifting down to earth—
a simple bed sheet
covering some little girl or boy
just for a night

But I am Sky
that’s why

Here are some of the results.


White and wonderful
sad and adorable

So see with my eyes
when it’s night
I feel what a wonderful world

But how I wish I looked around the world
so I wipe away all women’s tears

But I am moon
that’s why

By Urnaa


Broad and tall
Green and beautiful

I have a lot of flowers and trees
for all the world
for animals and rivers
for rock and fruits

But how I wish I had the chance to create another world
because this world is very dirty and dangerous

But I’m mountain
that’s why

By Erdenesaikhan


Wide and blue
big and mineral

I have three brothers that are everywhere
but how I wish I could meet them
because I don’t know where they are

By Dolgoon


Big and grey
dark and relaxing

So when I close my eyes
it becomes dark
all the world is sleeping

Yet how I wish I had the chance to become Sun
I am always shining all things
and give happiness everywhere

Because I’m Moon
I can never change

By Jagaa


Hot and crystal
shiny and yellow
golden and wonderful

If I were not Sun, I couldn’t shine on all things
yet how I wish I had the chance to become Moon
because I would like to shine when couples are on dates

By Zulaa


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Bird or Fish?

Hello everybody!

Today we wrote about whether we’d rather be birds or fish, and why.  Here are some of the answers!

I would rather be a bird.  In my opinion, bird is symbol of freedom and feel nice air.  If I were a bird, I would travel round the world.  Especially I want to go to Egypt.  And next I would see Seven Wonders.  And I would meet my sister in Switzerland.

Why don’t I want to be a fish?  Fish can only swim in rivers, oceans, and lakes.  Fish can’t breathe, can’t see wonder nature.  Maybe fish can see blue sky, but fish can’t feel what a wonderful thing that is.  Because of this, I don’t want to be a fish.  That’s not interesting.

By Jagaa

I think that I would rather be a bird.  Because it can fly and live a very free life.  So bird want to go everywhere, it can.  And bird’s life is not dangerous.  If I were a bird, I want to fly.

Why don’t I want to be a fish?  Fish is very endangered animal.  Because hunters catch fish and big fish eat small fish.  Another reason is fish’s shape is various and stupid.  Finally, bird is symbol of peace.

By Urnaa



I would rather be a bird. If I were a fish I would be very unhappy and I wouldn’t want to live. Because fish is not freedom animal. I want to fly so I would rather be a bird. Bird is a freedom and happy animal. Hunters hunt a lot of fish so I don’t want to be a fish.

by Zulaa

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Alyssa’s Story

Hello everybody!  Katie here.  Today, Tuya and I played a short story on CD for a small group of students.  ‘Alyssa’ is a village girl who has some bad luck in life.  The students listened to the first half of the story, then re-created it as best they could.  When they were done, we asked them to finish the tale — what happens to poor Alyssa?

Here are some results!

Heart Break

By Enkhriimaa


This story is very horrible.  One day, Alyssa’s father called Alyssa.  Alyssa run to her father.  Her father meet rich and fat man.  They are laughing,  Fat man called Alyssa.  The man ask Alyssa, “How old are you?”  Alyssa said 12 years old.  Fat man again laughing.  But Alyssa doesn’t like him laughing.  And fat man buy Alyssa.  The man give money her father.  Alyssa’s mom gives her everything.  And her mother very sad and crying.

Alyssa likes study school.  So fat man sell Alyssa.  Thin man buy Alyssa.  And the man to point to door.  “This room is yours.”  It’s very small and dark.  The thin man and his wife meet Alyssa.  Thin man say his wife, “Alyssa likes reading books and studying.”  He laughs.  The thin man’s wife do shout Alyssa.  “You must do everything.  Do cleaning house, etc.”  Alyssa very sad.  She was cry every night.  One day, thin man say Alyssa,”You don’t like my wife. So you go away.”  Next, thin man sell Alyssa shop owner.

I’m very sad because the story is very sad.  But I think next Alyssa studies school and she meet very nice people.  She was good father and good mother.  They live in a big city.  Alyssa was pretty and smart woman.  And she has many children.  She lives very pleased and happy.  Now I’m very happy because Alyssa’s future was very happy.

Alyssa’s Life

By Delgermaa


This story is very poor.  Alyssa likes reading books.  Her dad is called and he is meeting a rich man.  Her dad sells daughter.  Rich man gives money to her dad.  Rich man said, “How old are you?”

“I’m 12 years old.”

“You must pack your things.”

Alyssa arrive in the city.  The man to point to door.  This room is small and dark.  Next day, this man’s wife meet Alyssa.  “You must clean house, wash clothes, and do cooking.”  But Alyssa crying every day.  His wife doesn’t like Alyssa.  The man holding her hand went together.  The men selling shop owner.

I think Alyssa’s life is very happy.  Because she has three children and handsome and rich husband.  They’re not stressed out.  They live happy together.

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