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Personal Narrative: My Adoption From Russia

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1: “Where are you from?” Just about everyone has been asked this prosaic question, for it is a common introductory question. However, my answer to this question is by far the least common. While some people reply with, “Oh I am from Lexington, Kentucky,” or reply that they are from another city in Kentucky, I reply with, “I am from Stavropol, Russia.” A lot of people are taken aback in awe when I tell them that I was adopted from Russia. I proceed to tell them that I was adopted from an orphanage when I was thirteen months old and other logistical information that further explains my adoption process, yet a lot of people still have another question: “When did you find out that you were adopted?” This question has perpetually caused curiosity even now that I am almost 18 and have lived in the United States for 17 years. To answer this question …show more content…

My parents, Mary and Eric, decided they wanted to adopt children. They knew that there were children in different countries that were in need of loving parents, so they adopted me in the summer of the year 2000. The process of adopting a children from Russia is very difficult and strenuous. Through many weeks of waiting and review, my parents were finally able to adopt me. The moment I got adopted, my life, without a doubt, changed for the better. If I were to still be in Russia, I would most likely be enlisted into their military, and I would have nowhere near as good of a life that I have now. I am very lucky to have been adopted by two loving parents because there are other orphans at that very same orphanage that are still in need of a loving family. I am lucky to have a very supportive family, for they have given me so many privileges and opportunities. They have paid for my private education, and they have spent a lot of their time on effort on doing things for me. I honestly feel as if I never can repay

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