I recently wrote a piece about China’s One Child Policy and whether the policy was thought with ‘ethics’ in mind. Through the wonder of Twitter I came across this article and it opened my eyes up even more.
World Adoption Day was Nov. 9.
I know I’m late, but I’d like to share a bit of my adoption story.
Whenever I tell people I’m adopted, they ask me what my childhood was like. Let me tell you.
I grew up in a home with loving parents and annoying, yet entertaining, brothers.
Dad is a technology nerd. Mom is an ESL elementary teacher. They were both born and raised in Texas.
Braden, three years older than me, is a rough-and-tumble former jock. Half of my childhood involved him beating me up and getting tricked into doing him favors.
Nathan, three years younger than me, is a free-spirited closet genius. The other half of my childhood involved beating him up and tricking him into doing me favors.
Dad and I read through the Wizard of Oz books. We had an old victrola we…
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