How To Make Million Dollars In American Real Estate, in Chinglish.
My parents started taking me to open houses when I was eight. I was a regular fixture at the pre-sale frenzies for not yet developed neighborhoods. I'd munch on the crackers and we'd take home wine glasses with Wallace Ranch, Tesoro, Avalon logos etched on them. My parents were just hoping to flip and retire early.
I watched them study at the dining table for the realtor's exam. My mom breezed through while my dad took longer to get through the books. They both passed. I felt lucky to see a glimpse of what they might have been like as classmates.