Wow, after almost 4 months of being on LJ I finally find a community that I can relate to. I was adopted by a caucasian family when I was 5 years old. I became a United States citizen when I turned 16. I've lived most of my life wondering where I fit in. I wasn't "white" and I didn't feel like I belonged in the asian community. My family has been clueless to how I've been feeling. I think they believed that I would just fit into the family and nothing else mattered. I didn't have the luxury of going to camp with my peers. I was the only asian in my entire elementary, middle, and high school. I grew up thinking I was white. I just looked slightly different from everyone else. While I was serving in the U.S Army, my birth mother found me. After a year of correspondence I found out I had an older sister. I went to Korea to meet my extended family and I stayed for my sister's wedding. That was an experience I will never forget. Again, I felt like I didn't belong. Here I am in my homeland and I felt like a stranger. I didn't know the customs, culture, language, or people. My actions and behavior was frowned upon and I was lectured several times for disrespecting my elders. Going on and on about my past would probably bore you so I'll end this by saying, I've made my own rules. I live my life the way I want, how I want, when I want. No, I've never quite fit into society the way I wanted but I've learned to accept and move on.
Hi, I don't exactly know where to start but to ask if anyone here or you know any female by the name 'Jenny' who has been adopted by a caucasian family in Michigan. I know thats very vague considering there has been a lot of people who has been adopted and currently live in Michigan with that name probably. The only information i know is that shes probably 23 or 24 by now and is or has gone to community college and majored in Computer Application Technology. I feel like im going in circles with the limited information that i have. I don't even have a surname which would come in handy in trying to find someone. I have looked at the agencies website and found no luck. I wish i could have a last name but my mother and father has passed away and after they got some information from the agency. I wish that they could have left me some documents but i only have this one letter from Jenny and i have no idea how i can try to contact her but to search all over the internet and try to find her on my own..which seems very unlikely but there is hope that i am grabbing onto. But please if you know anyone that fits that description please Email me at NagasakiNighmare@yahoo.com
Anybody going to the IKAA gathering in Seoul this summer?http://ikaa.org/en/page/88I convinced my father last night to pay for my airfare, so I'm totally going!It will be my first time traveling alone, but I went to Seoul last summer with a tour group so I have a general idea of what I'm doing.
Is this community still active by any chance?Sorry, just checking.
so when i introduced myself on here last week or something like that, i mentioned how i kept a blog throughout my journey back to korea. anyway, since i returned, three strangers emailed me at separate times telling me they googled the white lily orphanage in hopes to discover more about their story, and happened upon my korea blog. they all spoke about how cool it'd be to have a place where people like us, who were once at the white lily, could connect. yesterday i started it here. check it out. and if you were ever at the white lily, please join us. we'd love to have you there :-)(just keep this journal a secret, please! thx!)xOx
Welcome to korean_adoptees! Besides a minor tweaking of the community info page (check it out!), everything's the same, including the mod (same person, new journal.) Please feel free to contact me with any questions, concerns, etc. :)
does anyone know what the word, "Joy" looks like in Korean symbol (hangul)
I just "discovered" this group and I decided instantly that I should become a member! Huzzah. I'm (obviously) adopted from Korea, and am half-Korean/half-Filipina. I was with my biological mother until I was about 5 years old, and then adopted through Holt agency. I've been "American" since 1987- but seriously, doesn't it feel like always?- and I'm in an all-white-midwest family. Holla. :)I'm sure many can identify, but because I was immersed in a white community, I immersed myself in a white culture. How many of you come to the situation in which you discovered, sometimes you forget your Asian, until someone points it out or you look in the mirror? I cannot identify with true Asian-Americans, I've tried and their life and experience are not one in the same with my own. I can only relate with adoptees, who I have figured out are my true soul mates. In my childhood, I lived in a suburb whose general mindset was conditioned with lingering racism. Inside, I was too white, too Americanized to hang out with what small group of Asians there were in our schools. My outside appearance was too ethnic to truly identify with that of a white girl. I have struggled for years with my indentity in this seemingly invisible yet prominent sub culture of adoptees. I pass them on the streets, in my classes at school- I know the Asians who are adopted... and yet have I really made an attempt to find someone to share these thoughts and feelings that at one time dominated my life with stress and anxiety? But I digress.Recently, I had a daughter. Maerin is eight months old and the light of my life, my inspiration for anything good I will ever attempt to accomplish. For those of you who have children, I'm sure you understand how I feel. The first time I looked into her eyes and I discovered- they were my own. Finally, I had the experience of sharing the intense bond that biological family members have taken for granted, probably all of their lives. Her eyes mirror my own. Her eyebrows, when pissed off, go exactly into the same 47 degree angle as my own, when I, too, am angry. Her feet- from the flat arch, narrow heel, and long monkey toes- are my feet. Has there ever been anything so memorizing as discovering another person who shares your exact features? Physically, it is enthralling. I have never had this ability. I am seeing the world through a new attitude.The love I feel for her brings questions, as expected, to my adoption. My biological mother. Her circumstances. My circumstances. The situation, of which I was old enough to remember and too young to comprehend, brings to mind a puzzling Q&A, destined to remain hypothetical because I don't know if I will ever know the answers. Because I don't know if I will ever have the oppurtunity to ask. But as throat-choking the thought of old anxieties become, the love I feel for my daughter brins my reality back. The questions are easy to ask, but not as easy as it is just to live. I don't feel the need to carve my identity because I am who I am. I love my life. I love my daughter. And I love the fact that her features encompass just as much my features, as those of her caucasian dad. I love the fact that I will have a history to share with her, even though mine remains somewhat of a mystery.
Hey everyone, My name is Bethany, I found this community by accident but I am so glad I did. There's not a lot of places for Koreans or any other ethnicity's who are adopted to be part of something with others from the same background. But I thought to introduce myself to everyone and say hi. I was adopted when I was three months old by a family I'm so thankful to be in my life. It's been a rollercoaster for me since I first found out I was adopted when I was a child till present. My parents have always tried to immerse me in Korean related events and never tried to hide the fact I was from Korea and I was adopted. Even with their continual support and understanding I still felt confused and out of place, especially when I entered Jr. High and on. But I've been fortunate enough to have had the opportunity to go visit my Motherland for two weeks with Holt. Every summer Holt, which was the adoption agency I was submitted to has these two week tours of Korea. Those two weeks of my life were the most amazing, emotional and growing time in my life so far. I got to see my adoption file that held my biological parents information in it and some pictures. Along with that, I got to meet my foster mother who took care of me for three weeks before I left for the states. It was the best time too because I got to make friends with others who too relate and knew where I was coming from. :) But anyways, sorry the the little rambling. I hope to make friends here too and talk about how great it is to be adopted!
Hey everyone - Just a laugh for the day...Funny story for you:You know, as a Korean adoptee, as I know other KADs are aware of, I'm accustomed to hearing an assortment of odd questions. But yesterday's took the cake:A Chinese student and his mother, who emigrated to the US 6 years ago, looked at me in the admissions office and said:"Are you Asian?"ROFL!!! WTF?!?!?! :O :Dhahahaha...