Aaron, a chubby, handsome and sunny boy, 5 years old, is the monitor of the small class. He is very sensible and responsible. He will help the teacher with all his tasks, and he will laugh with pride when the teacher praises him.
That day, he was adopted. An American family has adopted 3-4 children from different countries. They completed the formalities, and before anyone could fly, they sent a family photo album. There is a large book with various group photos in it, including a family smiling at the camera, children having fun in the garden, and the whole family having a barbecue. In the class, the teacher sat on the small stool, called the little boy over, handed him the photo album, pointed to the photo above and said to him, "This is your father, your mother, they will come to pick you up soon." The little boy smiled happily and shyly. While looking at the album over and over again, he couldn't put it down. He asked himself, "This is my dad," and seemed to remember them more deeply. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he kept laughing. There is no doubt about the blond parents. The surrounding children hula around, eyes full of envy, gossip "Ah, this is Aaron's parents", he nodded proudly "yes, yes".
I cried beside me and became an idiot. He lived well here, and he laughed a lot, but he was so happy and pleasantly surprised when he knew that there were his parents in this world and someone gave him a home. Those longings are actually hidden in my heart. And other children watched their friends who got along with each other day and night being picked up by the family, and their mood was as entangled as the child king Simon in the movie.
(adopting families must treat these children well, otherwise how can they live up to their eager expectations TT)
The teacher at the welfare home said that girls are generally more likely to be adopted, because they know that the preference for boys is more serious here, and they will be more Sympathizing with the girl's situation, it is not easy to meet a boy who wants to adopt a boy.
The kids I met were unfortunate, but lucky. Catch up with the orphanage that adopted them and accepted an NGO from the United States to provide a set of advanced teaching methods for young children - which is probably quite rare in China. The children here, the education and the international kindergarten with a monthly tuition fee of 3,000 are a system, but more content will be developed for orphans and children with disabilities in action/consciousness. Regular foreign teachers come to teach them English, art, and music classes. The toys and equipment purchased are very high-end at first sight. Most importantly, this institution has built a bridge between Chinese orphans and families who are willing to adopt orphans in the United States. Every month A large number of American families will come to visit and discuss adoption matters. ——Who made the conditions for Chinese citizens to adopt orphans so harsh... As far as I remember, there are several regulations, one is that the family must be both husband and wife and have obtained a marriage certificate, and the other is to show proof of infertility or bereavement (yes You read that right. If you already have a biological child, it cannot be adopted = =) The third is that it must be over 30 years old and the fourth is how much the annual income must reach (the specific amount is forgotten)...
China Welfare Institute also has a foster care system, similar to the movie The host family in it. Because the French government will give a lot of subsidies to families who foster orphans, it gave birth to the perverted auntie in the film who only adopts children for the sake of money; China's funds are limited and there are not many subsidies. At that time, it was about 1000/month here, which was very hard, not too much. People are willing to do it, and the few who are willing are from relatively low-level and poorer families...it's also a dilemma. But the foster families I knew at the time, although they might be rural women with low education, were very kind to their children, and they were very affectionate, and it really hurt as if they were their own children. At that time, a child who was in foster care was officially adopted by an American family. The aunt wiped her tears and said, "It's good to go, it's good over there, I can give her good conditions. It's good to go..."
If there is a difference between reality and the film, it is probably that reality will be more cruel. Handicapped/unhealthy children will be very numerous, and many will not even live to kindergarten age. This institution accepts school-age children with certain cognitive abilities, including some obsessive-compulsive disorder, autism, mental retardation, various parts of the body, including loss of sexual organs, heart disease, etc., but at least there is the possibility of being educated. And there are too many lives. I later learned that in some rooms on the top floor of the welfare home, they can only lie in bed all day long. Because of severe cerebral palsy and other diseases, they have no cognition and self-care ability. In three years, death will come to pick them up. Is their arrival a joke of God or a sin to atone for the sins of mankind. The work of caring for these young children is the hardest, because they can't take care of themselves and control themselves, they can't cry, can't laugh, can't express, there are dozens of beds lined up in a large room, because the mixture of excrement, urine and saliva smells unpleasant all day long. , I heard the aunt upstairs say that often when I come to work one day and find that another child has died, I will pack it up and send it outside for disposal. She said that you have to be hard-hearted to do this, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable.
Yesterday, probably because of this movie, I had a very impressive dream. A little boy of about 8 or 9 years old, very thin for nothing, extremely violent and crazy, can't help but use all his strength to attack the visitor, his eyes are terrifyingly manic. He kept beating me, I grabbed his hand to resist, and lamented, "If you are like this now, what will you do in the future?" A group of staff came up to hold him down, and the first young doctor in charge and I, who escaped, said: "With all due respect, this child should have symptoms of schizophrenia, and you need to treat it." The doctor sighed and said that he knew, the implication was but there was no way. The staff controlled him, he was struggling like crazy, they brought a rope, pressed his face on the floor, locked his hands and feet with iron shackles on the floor, and used food or something to let him go. He slowly calmed down. Another group of people pushed many tall and large tables, put them together, and gradually covered him on the floor. He was imprisoned under the table top, which formed another floor and was covered with carpets—actually. It's a tablecloth. A lot of people swarmed in with laughter and stepped on the table that acts as the floor. Oh, this venue is going to hold a children's party, and he can't be influenced by him alone. I witnessed this process, and while seeming to understand the agency's last resort, I cried to the point of shock, squatted beside the table, and reached inside to reach the boy's hand. He fell asleep, lying on his back with his head down, Turned into a quiet little angel again. I held his hand and cried and cried until I woke up.
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I don't want to criticize the parents who gave birth but abandoned them, I just feel powerless. Repost the words at the end of the video.
Not unless you abandon him
.
Even if he is ugly?
Even if he smells bad?
Even if he cried non-stop?
Even if he wets the bed?
Or bad grades?
Even if he is stupid?
Or appetite like a pig?
Feet smelly even if he can't remember his name?
Even if he was unbearable and kept yelling?
Even if he farts?
Even if he scribbles on the wall?
Or want to be a police officer?
Even...even if he had a giraffe neck?
Even if he is trash?
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