Entrepreneurship Is in My Blood

Yes, I’ve lived entrepreneurship long before I ever taught it

Some people are surprised when I tell them I was teaching Entrepreneurship more than 20 years ago.

But in truth, entrepreneurship has been in my blood since I was a child.

I grew up in Chinatown, in a hawker family that sold clothes, socks and towels.

From a young age, I was serving customers, arranging displays, and yes — closing sales.

We tried everything: new products, bundle deals, even creative pitches.

Looking back, I realize — I was already doing business, not just helping one.

That early experience taught me something powerful:

Entrepreneurship is not about making money. It’s about adding value.

Money is the result.

Value is the cause.

Anyone can make a transaction,

but only an entrepreneur creates transformation —

by serving, by solving, by seeing what others don’t.

Even as a Chartered Accountant later in life, I understood:

you can’t “audit” your way to value — you must create it.

Now, at 62, I’ve come full circle.

With SuperME, I’ve discovered a new way to express that entrepreneurial spirit —

through Purpose, Love, and Gratitude.

When you live as your SuperME,

you become a natural entrepreneur —

because you stop working for money,

and start working from meaning. (SuperMe at https://asiatrainers.org/smubook)

That’s why I’m now building new ventures around SuperME —

not just to grow businesses,

but to grow people.

Because entrepreneurship, at its core,

is the art of turning your purpose into value for the world.

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