My adopted daughter said to me, “Mummy, sometimes people look at me and think you stole me because I look different to you.”
I felt my stomach cave-in, like a collapsing soufflé.
My daughter’s insecurity was valid; people sometimes stare at our transracial family, as though we’re parading the streets dressed in animal suits. I know we’re not the norm, but surely adoption is not so inconceivable that people need to gawk at us like a zoo exhibit.
To mark Adoption Awareness Month in November, let’s talk about adoption so it’s not deemed irregular. Let’s celebrate adoption and educate people about adoption to allow adopted kids to walk proudly in public without the questioning eyes of strangers. Children should be noticed for their achievements, not their differences.