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Adoptee spotlight: Rose

  • Writer: Girls Adoption Connect
    Girls Adoption Connect
  • Jul 19
  • 2 min read

Hubei, China -> Charlottesville, Virginia

The background is a light gray filled with scattered pink hearts. At the center is a photo of Rose taking a selfie, partially framed with a torn paper effect. She has long dark hair, wears a cream ruffled top, and has yellow sunglasses resting on her head. A small star tattoo is visible on her wrist as she rests her chin on her hand. Above the photo, the name “ROSE” is written in bold, serif black font. Below the image, text reads: “Hubei, China to Charlottesville, Virginia.”

Hi, my name is Rose. I’m 19 years old and live in Charlottesville, Virginia. I was adopted when I was two years old from Hubei, China. I have two sisters; my older sister isn’t adopted, and my younger sister is adopted. 


I was found in the stairway of the radiology section of a children's hospital by a nurse named Ying. She took me to the local police station, and they put an ad for me in the local newspaper. After a couple of days had passed and no one claimed me, I was taken to the local orphanage, where I stayed and lived for the first two years of my life. When I was two, my family adopted me. My family already had a daughter who happened to be three years older than I, and a couple of cats.

"I grew up in a supportive family that was always up front and honest about my adoption."

I grew up in a supportive family that was always up front and honest about my adoption. Adoption was never the frontline of our story. People would stare and ask us questions, especially when I was younger. But I was raised in a small rural town where everyone knew everyone. Therefore, everyone knew who I was and was familiar with my story.  I was one of the few Asian kids in my town. I was bullied throughout elementary and middle school. Classmates used to tease me about my eyes, fingers, and culture.  I knew I was different. I never fit in with the white students, but didn’t fit in with the Asian ones either. As a child, I used to want to dye my hair blonde and get blue eye contacts so that I would look like my peers. But as I got older, I became more confident in myself and my story. I believe my story is special and unique, and no amount of hate can take that from me.

 
 
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