TOKYO, July 30, 2012 - I am going to Harvard.
That is what Maia said to the headmaster of the
I am going to Harvard.
I do not remember what prompted Maia to calmly declare her college plans to the man who was a graduate of both
But the ground I stood on stayed firm, and I rescued myself by mumbling my thanks, and hurriedly leaving with the culprit who remained blissfully unaware that with that one sentence, she had projected a stereotypical image I had been avoiding, that of the pushy Asian mother and the overachieving daughter.
I am going to Harvard.
How did Maia even know what Harvard was! My husband and I were graduates of Japanese universities, and while we both knew the prestige that came with a Harvard degree, to us, Harvard was nothing but a tourist destination in Boston that we missed when we visited a couple of years ago.
Instead of taking Maia to see the statue of John Harvard, we went to the New England Aquarium to see the seals and sea lions perform, and to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts to sit before Monet’s La Japonaise, Camille Monet in Japanese Costume.
I am going to Harvard.
Where did Maia get the idea? Who put it there? Does she really want to? Does she even know what it means? Can she go to Harvard?
I asked myself all these questions and more on the way home, and for the next few days, I was Sherlock Holmes searching for clues and answers.
The where, when, who and how were easy.
When we lived in
Looking back, I think Maia was in awe of Stacey, the girl who wore Laura Ashley dresses and leather Mary Janes to school, used big people words, and read big people books. Stacey took ballet lessons, and played the cello. She also took French lessons, and went to
I am going to Harvard.
Of course, Maia was simply copying Stacey. And yet, what if she really wanted to go to Harvard? How does a parent know when to take a child seriously? I did not have the slightest idea, and like always, I played it safe. I decided to believe Maia.
Mommy: So, you want to go to Harvard?
Maia: Yes.
Mommy: Why?
Maia: Because it is a good school.
Mommy: How did you know?
Maia: Stacey said so.
Mommy: How does anyone get to Harvard?
Maia: By studying hard, and getting good grades.
Mommy: Can you do that?
Maia: I think so.
And every year, before the start of a new school year, I would ask Maia if she still wanted to go to Harvard. She never wavered, and I learned to support every affirmative answer with suggestions and advice that brought her closer to her goal.
As she grew older, Maia discovered the true meaning of Harvard. Yes, it was that selective Ivy League college in
By the time she was a high school freshman, Maia had outgrown Harvard. She began looking at other colleges, from Franklin and Marshall to Swarthmore. She seriously considered the Ivy Leagues only in her junior year when she was truly comfortable with her own strengths and weaknesses.
In the end, she did apply to Harvard, and to
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