I came across a poem yesterday and I thought I would share it. The poem illustrates the value of the the world you were born into. It speaks eloquently about the things that cannot be measured with money. It seems to me that in the adoption world money is often seen to trump family connection and the joys of another kind of life. Adoption assumes because you will be raised in a world without poverty you are better off.
This is a popular notion. I read a review of the movie “Babies” recently. It is about the first year in the lives of four babies. Two of the babies live in San Francisco and Tokyo; the other two live in Mongolia and Africa. As you watch the film, it seems that the African and Mongolian babies have the best and most natural lives. The review I read agreed with that assessment but added, let’s see if that is true when those babies are grown up. As if somehow the Japanese and American cultures were better. That is, in my opinion, a very elitist point of view.
We are better for you is an basic tenant of adoption. We are better than your mother, better than your family of origin, better for you than the culture you were born into. That is why you should be here with us and not there with them.
Read the poem. It is by Luke Henry Howie. It’s called The Dog – Pic Mobert. Pic Mobert is a reservation in Ontario.
Here is the link.