The Power of Emotional Education

I still remember that summer day. I was seven years old, visiting the factory where my parents worked when the large speakers broadcasting the "red songs" were suddenly interrupted. It was a public condolence read in a low voice full of grief.

I was playing with other children in front of the gate. My mother came to pull me into the house and solemnly told me that I was not allowed to laugh in public because our Soong Ching-ling, wife of Sun Yat-sen, had passed away.