Personal Narrative On Adoption

Throughout life I have experienced numerous events that have shaped me into becoming the person I am to this day. Out of all these events, my adoption has been the most significant and life changing event of my life. Two weeks before my first birthday in, I was adopted from Nanchang, China. As I grew up, my parents never once tried to conceal my adoption. Without them, I believe I would have grown to be a totally different person. Although I was adopted and brought in by my adoptive parents, I see myself in the everyday. I see them as nothing less than my real parents and I aspire to be as generous and compassionate as they are. Without them, I would have never been able to experience half of the life changing events I have gone through. As

"You're going to have a sister!" my parents told me this morning, which was not what I was expecting when they said they wanted to talk to me. I never asked for nor wanted a sister; she won't even be my biological sister because my parents wanted to adopt. "Come on, Jane. Your friend Nicole's parents adopted, and their son's personality is as bright as the sun! They're a very happy family." I'm going to be miserable, and the worst part is that we're going to the adoption center tomorrow first thing in the morning.

“I’m adopted,” I say loud and clear for the whole class to hear. Everyone’s heads begin to shift towards me. “I’m adopted. End of story. I have no heritage. That’s my

I replied in amazement “I'm your son and Sally Hemmings is my mother I am now sixteen and I wanted to know why you couldn't be with my mom.”

“I’m the baby’s father and I don’t approve of my baby getting adopted” he said loudly.

“Right, then. I’d be happy to call you a son. But remember, you are lucky to have my daughter.”

He chuckled at my change in behavior. “Very well. It was many years ago but yes, I did grow up here. But don’t confuse that with being part of a family. It was purely nonphysical.”

The next morning after a horrible sleep, Lou went down for breakfast with a list of things she wanted to ask her adopted parents about her birth-parents, “Mom, dad, can I ask you something?”

“Ice has his secrets,” she says coolly. “Though, I am surprised he never told you that he’s adopted.”

“You’re with child, aren’t you?” Alayna inquired, gently, knowing the subject was a tricky matter to broach with her good friend.

Kelsey’s jaw moved uselessly as she processed it. ‘It was you? You were the guy that my mother was with when she met my father?’

“I hope not because I don't want her to tell your pops about my past.

“Your mother isn’t happy about the two of us,” I asked, overly concerned. “But, we had yet to have our first date.”

I said in a really sarcastic way only then to sigh and sadly say to her “but correct again.”. Both my dad and I enjoy playing musical instruments him the guitar and drums me the violin. Then I asked my dad what's his favorite type of music and he said either rap or world beat only then for me to say I also love rap. In my mind I thought that he was lying about everything he said and to actually believe that we so much in common to me seemed unreal. Then my dad said said something that made just accept the fact that we were very much alike. He asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up then I said “my god you’re right” I do want to be an electrician “but it's a electronics and electrical engineer” I stated and that was the same job my dad had in his eight years in the navy.

“Ma, I’m not taking her,” my sister looked at me daring me to ask again. I did.