As a published author and an international top dating coach, I empower people to attain the social intelligence, competence, and confidence for success and happiness in dating, relationships, and their lifestyles. in Asian Cultures and Philosophy from the University of Michigan and have held numerous academic fellowships, including from Harvard, Princeton, Peking University, Tsinghua University in Beijing, The Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council of Canada, the University of Toronto, Mc Gill University. I made the basketball team because I was quick and a tenacious scrapper.
When I was five, we immigrated to Kansas City, Missouri. That’s a pretty strange place and time for a five-year old boy from Taiwan to grow up in. My parents tell me that I didn’t say a word for the whole first year of school in Kansas. It’d be an understatement to say that I was the odd one out. Nowadays you can’t walk down the street without seeing an Asian grocery store. I also had to wear basketball shoes that were two sizes too big just because my well-meaning uncle bought them for me, and we didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Oh yeah, and don’t forget, I was six inches shorter than everybody else. I was the star jazz musician in our high school for the performing arts. I was also a star student, getting straight A’s with little effort.
In warm-up for a big game, I once dribbled the ball on my over-sized shoe, and the ball went flying into the bench. This was enough to get me my first real girlfriend, a curvy dancer with a sexy Marilyn Monroe voice. And she was white, though that wasn’t a big deal for me, in case you were wondering, since almost all the girls in my school were white.
I couldn’t even do a lay-up during the pre-game warm-up! At least there was one advantage to growing up in an upper-middle class all-white neighborhood.
Everyone was polite (so at least no overt racism), and if you dated a girl at all, chances are good she’d be white.
We dated for over a year, right up to when I left for university.