"I Wanted to be an Adoptee": a Foster Kid's Desire for Love, Family. and Security
Guest Entry by Nathaniel Christopher Nathaniel, a photo from that summer Nathaniel is a foster alumni, the son of an adult adoptee, and a freelance journalist in Vancouver, British Colombia. More of Nathaniel's work can be found at his website . . Here is one last post for National Adoption Awareness Month. “Who was that couple who dropped you off?” asked an older girl sitting next to me on the swings at Franklyn Street Park in Nanaimo . “Uh…,well I live with them,” I respond, digging my feet into the gravel, desperate for a cushion of ambiguity. “Are they your parents, or what?” “No, they're my foster parents,” I said, tightly grabbing the chain. I wished they were my real parents. They were young and had ambition for their future. I saw them going places and desperately wanted a place in that future, but every so often someone reminded me it was all a façade. It only took one question to blow the fantasy. “Why are you in foster care?” said