Many of us have painful memories of our first day of school. We recall the tears we shed watching Mommy wave good-bye or hearing the taunts of classmates ridiculing us about a pair of thick glasses or a funny haircut. But for me, the first day of kindergarten was the day I realized I was not white.
When I was a few days old, my Asian birth mother abandoned me on the steps of a government building in Seoul, South Korea. Like thousands of other Korean children, I was adopted by an American family and brought to the United States before I was 6 months old. I spent most of my childhood in California, then moved, at age 11, to a small town in Indiana.
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I kind of get where the parents are coming from the the children need to know their background. It's like raising an Africian American child like he/she is white until they go to school in an all white neighborhood and then sending to school without being prepared for the mean children they are going to come up against. People are cruel and some parents do not teach their children that everyone is equal regardless of race, creed or color. parents please, please be honest with you kids.
3/12/2012 01:36:52 PM Report AbuseWe adopted a non-white child,who was an older age, and he often expressed in the first days at our home, that he wished he was white. We so encouraged him that he was perfect.....just as he was. But, even though we, and he, know he was made in God's image, and therefore the right color, I wonder if there is some additional steps we should be taking as he starts high school. I also would like to know how to what the author writes about. Very good article.
1/31/2012 11:43:52 AM Report AbuseI would like to see a follow up story of how to to do this. Thanks,
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