Back in my Good Asian days, I flexed hard. As a commerce student, I dutifully got high distinctions in every accounting subject and was invited to become a tutor for a first-year course. I must have been such a good role model that after one tutorial, a pimply first-year student confidently gave me his number and invited me to his dorm for “extra homework help”.
It had never seemed in my interests to speak out. Superficially, it seemed like a compliment to be rewarded for doing a great job at being a minority: heads down, work hard, that’s the way we like to succeed and become white-collar professionals! For
