There are many reasons I have a passion for adoption, but it would be a lie if I didn’t include my job as one of them. After teaching geography for 10 years now, I have to answer questions daily about poverty, culture, religion, and stereotypes. When I teach about China, I always show this wonderful video on adoption and children from that country. When teaching about Africa, I talk about extreme poverty and the state of refugees. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t just focus on all of the difficulties that people in this world endure, I love talking about all of the beauty in this world as well, in people, in landforms, and in all of it put together. I try my hardest to show my 8th grade students the amazing parts of this earth, and how they should appreciate all that they have. Sometimes I succeed, and sometimes I fail. But I try nonetheless.
Today is one of those days that I teach my life. With kids not knowing how much it affects me, I am teaching (well, today showing a movie) about Nepal, and people who have tried to conquer Everest. As they show Kathmandu, the people, the prayer flags, the beauty, I quietly shed a tear. Sitting in my classroom with 30+ 8th graders around me, I lose myself in a culture and country that is not my own, and I cry because I want it to become my own, and find that connection with my unknown child.
This is hard.