We are a group of optimistic pragmatists and idealists. Among us, there are fathers, mothers of two, passionate educators, overseas wanderers enriched by diverse cultures, and so-called successful Silicon Valley entrepreneurs.

Like you, we are children of the '80s and '90s, raised under the pressure of parental expectations and a competitive education system.

We are seen as 'successful' in others' eyes, yet we are introspective about our own lives. We've spent years finding ourselves, rethinking our childhood education. Facing our children, we may not know what to give, but we surely know what not to give.

In the past two decades, we've witnessed world rapid economic rise, a global technological explosion, increasing wealth disparity, and the flux of globalization. While we enjoy the conveniences brought by this tech boom, we find ourselves lost and struggling.

We are confused about what the world will look like in twenty years, when our children step into adulthood. We struggle, knowing well that current textbooks and educational systems are no longer relevant, yet we are still entangled in an outdated educational framework.

When I was six, my well-educated mother wanted me to enjoy learning. My parents bought a piano and searched all around city for a teacher who could make learning fun. Yet, piano lessons became a nightmare of my childhood, ending in reluctance and tears after two years.

Today, as a mother, I see parents anxious and competitive, enrolling their children in numerous classes. Still, my greatest wish is for my daughter to learn joyfully, to be an independent and happy individual, capable of facing a world of constant change. Despite searching, I have yet to find a course or school that offers such an experience.

This is my personal sorrow, and perhaps, the sorrow of an era spanning thirty years.

In the past two decades, we've witnessed world rapid economic rise, a global technological explosion, increasing wealth disparity, and the flux of globalization. While we enjoy the conveniences brought by this tech boom, we find ourselves lost and struggling.

We are confused about what the world will look like in twenty years, when our children step into adulthood. We struggle, knowing well that current textbooks and educational systems are no longer relevant, yet we are still entangled in an outdated educational framework.

When I was six, my well-educated mother wanted me to enjoy learning. My parents bought a piano and searched all around city for a teacher who could make learning fun. Yet, piano lessons became a nightmare of my childhood, ending in reluctance and tears after two years.

Today, as a mother, I see parents anxious and competitive, enrolling their children in numerous classes. Still, my greatest wish is for my daughter to learn joyfully, to be an independent and happy individual, capable of facing a world of constant change. Despite searching, I have yet to find a course or school that offers such an experience.

This is my personal sorrow, and perhaps, the sorrow of an era spanning thirty years.