Ha ha, I read that article and found myself laughing.
Why laugh? Because much of it is true. I say that as I was born in Hong Kong but raised in the UK. So I know only too well what the author meant and the expectations thrust upon us.
My upbringing was not so harsh as to never be allowed to sleepover or be in a school play. Most of my chinese friends had similar upbringings. I think the author is perhaps a bit too extreme, even by our standards.
The expectation of academic excellence is certainly true. If I got a A-, my parents would ask why I didn't get an A. If I got less than a C then that was ass whooping time! This was not your sit on the naughty step variety. No! Ask any chinese person how they got punished? I bet there was a bamboo cane with feathers attached involved. Officially it was a feather duster, in practice probably more a taser!
University education was expected from birth. The only acceptable excuse for not going was being dead. Oh and I had a tutor from the age of 14 despite my procrastinations that I didn't need one.
Praise? I can't recall my parents praising my efforts once. Not until I was older. They like many chinese parents always believed that if you get soft, they get lazy. My mum told me when I had children that you had to love them inside but not tell them.
So do I think my parents were cruel? No. There are areas where I think they were wrong, totally wrong. And these are areas I have ensured I changed for my kids. For example, I will hug my kids and will tell them I love them regularly.
But I have taken their passion for education and I expect my kids to get top marks too. Not perhaps at all costs but certainly the top sets in every subject. I do expect them to go to University and like my parents will do what it takes to ensure they get that opportunity.
My ex (not the kids mum) used to argue with me that I was being harsh & unrealistic with my expectations. I don't see why? To my kids going to uni is as natural as going to school. It's just something we've always talked about and not going isn't something ever considered. By the time my DD is 18 I realise she cannot be forced. But she's 15 this year and so far she's raring to go.
I will praise them when they do something good but I do not flinch from shoving a rocket up their arse if they are bad. I'll also give them a wallop if absolutely necessary. To be fair, I can't remember the last time I've had to do it.
I know and fully expect one day my kids will probably think I've been too strict on them. But trust me, their upbringing is positively laid back compared to mine. But they can judge me and criticise me once they've qualified as a doctor, solicitor or an accountant! 