Personal Narrative: My Personal Experiences Of Adoption
July 4th, 2000. The anniversary of our nation’s beginning and my first day with my new family. I was only three months old when I came to America so I was not totally sure what had happened. All I knew was that I flew on a plane for too long and was happy to be off. Flying all the way from South Korea was a long flight but I was finally home.
The first time I found out I was adopted was around third or fourth grade. I obviously knew something was different because my skin color was not the same as my parents. Some of my classmates began to ask why I looked different from them and I could not answer their question, so I decided to ask my parents. They just told me that when I was a baby, my biological parents did not believe they would be able to support a baby, so they gave me up for adoption. Then my adopted parents decided to adopt me and that was why I looked different from them. They reassured me that they loved me as much as they would their own child and that they were so happy they adopted me. Being around ten, I knew that my parents loved me so much and that I loved them even if we were not biologically related. When I look back to my childhood, the first time I did not question whether my biological or adopted family was my “real …show more content…
My parents had come into contact with three other families with adopted children also from Korea. They were the Trenarys, the Johnsons, and the Matthews. Josie Trenary, Jonathan Johnson, Danielle Johnson, Riley Matthews, Cooper Matthews, my sister and I were all adopted from Korea and we all had a great relationship. From the day we arrived we all met once a month and just played and had a good time. Having other kids who were also adopted made it seem like it was nothing out of the ordinary and we all loved and supported one another. I still keep in touch with all of them to this day because of how much we all bonded as
The first time I found out I was adopted was around third or fourth grade. I obviously knew something was different because my skin color was not the same as my parents. Some of my classmates began to ask why I looked different from them and I could not answer their question, so I decided to ask my parents. They just told me that when I was a baby, my biological parents did not believe they would be able to support a baby, so they gave me up for adoption. Then my adopted parents decided to adopt me and that was why I looked different from them. They reassured me that they loved me as much as they would their own child and that they were so happy they adopted me. Being around ten, I knew that my parents loved me so much and that I loved them even if we were not biologically related. When I look back to my childhood, the first time I did not question whether my biological or adopted family was my “real …show more content…
My parents had come into contact with three other families with adopted children also from Korea. They were the Trenarys, the Johnsons, and the Matthews. Josie Trenary, Jonathan Johnson, Danielle Johnson, Riley Matthews, Cooper Matthews, my sister and I were all adopted from Korea and we all had a great relationship. From the day we arrived we all met once a month and just played and had a good time. Having other kids who were also adopted made it seem like it was nothing out of the ordinary and we all loved and supported one another. I still keep in touch with all of them to this day because of how much we all bonded as