Finding Home

I am sick, so the post about L’s school will have to wait until my head clears.

In the meantime, I thought there might be folks reading this who might be interested in a documentary project about some of China’s most vulnerable children: those who have been trafficked or kidnapped.

They need help to get this documentary made.  Even a tiny donation can help them reach their goal.

Tonight, I am feeling so thankful that my daughters are safe and we don’t have to wonder where they are in world or who they are with.  I can’t help but think of the parents out there who don’t have that luxury.

Maybe you would like to join me and donate to help the folks at Finding Home shine a light on China’s lost and stolen children.

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Hat tip to Speaking of China for the heads up about this project.

“I hate my skin”

(This story is kind of long and complicated, so I am breaking it into several different posts.)

I have had a small situation with L in the last few weeks.  To make a long story short, she has been saying “I *hate* my skin.” and  I *hate* my black hair.” She even said “I hate my whole self.”

It is hard to write this because it sounds really heartbreaking.  But in reality, it wasn’t as bad as it sounds.

Don’t get me wrong, these aren’t things I want her to say or think or feel.  But she is also *hating* lots of things lately.  She hates dinner. She hates her bangs (this one worries me because I am afraid she is going to chop them off).  She hates a certain show.  Lately she has been hating things, I think to see if she can get a reaction from us.

The first time she said she hates her skin, I am sure I did a double take, even though she was very nonchalant when she said it.  (Actually, I almost swerved the car off the road.)  I tried to stay calm and asked her a few follow up questions like “What kind of skin/ hair do you want?”  Her reply was “I want WHITE skin like Brian.” (He is white kid at school.  She also mentioned two other white kids when asked.)  She also said “I want blonde curly hair like Brianna.”

In a some ways, L is a perceptive kid.  I think she noticed that those self-hating comments got my attention and so she has repeated them. (She says the bangs thing ALL THE TIME, probably because I can’t help but respond so strongly. I don’t want her to chop them off before we go to China.)

Because L was only mentioning kids at school (not any other white kids or adults she knows, including me), I decided I should contact the school to see if there had been an incident that could have triggered this sudden negative self-talk.

So I wrote a brief email to the school explaining what was going on and asking if the teachers had any ideas about what might have brought it on…

(more tomorrow)

Settle Down Now

Things are moving forward.

Mr. A has a very promising interview set up after Thanksgiving and another meeting that may lead to something jobbish.  We are firming up our itinerary for the trip.  (It will be a life-changer, I think.)  We are settling down.

Hopefully, I can stop these boring, stressed out posts.

In the mean time, never fear. I will keep you entertained by showing you the funniest thing I have seen on Youtube in a loooong time.

Japanese TV show tells three brave kids they must fight off a zombie attack.

I can’t tell if it is embedding right, so you might have to click on the link.  It is worth 4 minutes of your time for a good laugh.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vqq_cAz_PPY