My training to be a “good wife” started at the age of 8. “I shouldn’t have to tell you to take out the garbage. If you see that it’s full, you should know that it needs to be taken out. What will you do when you get married?” Marriage was not even on my mind, but I silently took out the trash and then resumed my math homework while seated at the kitchen table. My back was turned towards the kitchen stove where my mother was preparing dinner.