Satire of my adoption.

I laughed while watching the video
 I wonder what would be my A-mother's reaction if she was still alive. 
This video made me think of my A-parents (particularly my A-mother) during my first months with them.

I was 9 years old, clean and well trained,  from Korea (my A-mother said later that she was sure that I was 6 years old). Here are some of laughable moments (laughable now but it really wasn't funny at that time)

  • They introduced  themselves as "daddy" and "mommy". So I called them daddy and mommy but I thought daddy and mommy meant Mr and Mrs. They didn't know that I was calling them Mr and Mrs when I was talking in Korean.
  • She bought me some pretty panties for babies. The kind of panties that if the baby falls down, you can see the laces at her buttock. Almost like a tutu, adorable!
  • There was already a ton of  toys waiting for me in my room.  I didn't need all those toys: I never had a toy to play with before (except some paper dolls) but I never missed it; I liked better playing outside, jumping or running. I hated playing with barbies but I was fascinated by their complete wardrobe; I often was admiring the tiny dresses, shoes and wigs and I often though that some poor kids out there have  no cloth. My mother was sure that I liked playing with them when I was only admiring them.
  • Few weeks passed, she put me a doll (wearing a diapar!) in my arms, a doll that could eat/drink and shit/piss.  Gross!!! She wanted me to play with it, to preted to be it's mother. I hated to play with that stuff. I started to spank the doll and looked at my mother: she had a big smile on her face. I spanked it more and she seemed very happy. I felt cute and adorable!
  • I found a blade, the same blade as in Korea that I used to use to sharp my pencils. I was so happy to see something that I saw in Korea. My mother started yelling and took my blade. I took it back and I tried to explain her that I knew how to use it since I was 5 but she wouldn't understand. "Bad girl!" she said.
  • Since I was in the orphanage, I thought that Americans always  take picture. American visitors always took pictures of everyone and everything. My parents were not different. They were always taking picture of me. I loved to pose for them but there was no limit. They took picture of me while I was crying! I was crying because I missed home (Korea) and friends of orphanage. They said later that I was adorable, they thought I was crying because I was too tired.
  • When my mother was washing my hair, I was yelling non stop that she was hurting me. She didn't know how to wash a child's hair. My mother couldn't understand a word, she thought that I liked to be "dirty" when I was in Korea.
  • I often laid on the floor to think about Korea and my family. Each time, I was silently crying and praying to my death grandmother to bring me  back to Korea. My parents thought that I was scared of my bed (it was written in their booklet) when actually  I liked my bed.
  • The day I realized that I was in America forever, I went out, I was yelling and crying, saying in Korean: " I want to go back" and "I'm going to tell them (that USA is not a country of fairy tale)". My parents thought that I was a spoiled little girl crying for nothing. They told me later that I was funny and cute. Even after I told them the reason that made me cry, they continued to hold on to their interpretation of a spoiled,cute and funny little girl.

The list can go on. I like satires because I like laughing. Satire allows me to laugh at something that would make me cry otherwise. When someone feels attacked by a satire, I believe that it is well done. Some people think that some of what I wrote on this list is sad but I think it is funny.



I don't laugh much, but I think I wet  myself.  The video was a riot, and the mental image of you  trying to speak your own language and not at all being understood is so sad, it IS laughable.  There's something about having a sick sordid sense of humour that really helps survive these realities a child has to endure when adapting to adopted life.



Apparently Kimette you were much smarter than your A.Parents. Knowing how to sharpen your pencil at such an age is 1 example. Thinking of you talking to these half-wits in your native tongue is another example.(giggling) Keep on laughing, it's good for the soul.

I'm on dial up so I can't view the videos. Damnit.

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