Zoe wrote this story at a friend's house last week, and said I could share it here.
Story About My B-Parents
by Zoe, age 8
My B-parents are very, very kind. If you want to know why I think that then read or listen to this story.
Once upon a time there was a woman who had a husband. The woman was named "WenLi." The husband's name was "SiBo." They were very sad to hear these rules: 1. You can only have 1 child; 2. There are too many people so some of you have to go.
One day their child named "Jin YiLing," was trying to change those laws, and quick. She thought of an idea. Since she was 21 she wanted to have an election. The greatest thing was she won!
Her parents were very happy. The people in China were happy too. Her parents said that she gets to pick where they go for 4 weeks. The first week they went to see "How to Learn English." The second week they went to Chengdu. The third week they went to New York. The fourth week they came back from New York.
She told her classmates what fun they had over their summer vacation. Her classmates were so interested she told it 20 times and it took 16 hours. When she got back she was like a chatterbox.
Her parents were so tired they fell asleep at 4:30. She had to scream as loud as she could just like this: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Her face turned red. Her parents were so, so, so sorry they made a sorry card.
After they were getting along, the rest of their life was great!
Do you think my B-parents are very, very kind? Good, because I think so.
P.S. Did you like this story? Maybe you could read this when you're old enough. Are you adopted, because I am. If you don't know your story, then maybe you can ask your parents. If not, read this. Enjoy!
What do you think? BTW, Jin YiLing is Zoe's Chinese name, and SiBo is the name of a little friend in China. I love her explanation of the one child policy, and her conviction that democracy is the answer!
I find it interesting that the story starts as fervent argumentation that her birth parents are nice, and then seems to end in some anger and apologies on their part. She's working hard to reconcile her fantasy of loving birth parents with the reality of abandonment, I think. Or am I reading too much into it?
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