This weekend was an international adoption triple-feature for me.
1. First, while killing time at a bookstore, I found this new memoir about a Taiwanese-adoptee. Lucky Girl is written by Mei Ling Hopgood.I bought the book, because...well, I want to support all adoptee-produced narratives. Although I have to say, my inclination is to hate it because of the title. I just feel like it sets up the story in a very specific way. Although who knows, it could be ironic or sarcastic - but after reading the first two chapters, it is clear the title reflects the author's assessment of her experience.Adoptive parents are going to love this book and say all kinds of wonderful things about it because it is not an "angry adoptee" book. Here is a trailer for the book. And here is her website.
What I disliked were reviews of her book like this one:
"Refreshingly resistant to the 'primal wound' theories of old,
Mei-Ling Hopgood navigates the parallel terrains of her identity not
out of a need to heal or fill a void, but driven by a journalist's
quest for the truth. She withstands the pressure and confusion of
multiple loyalties, connections, and destinies with humor, sensitivity,
and great candor, and in exploring her two worlds, comes to understand
them both, and herself, more fully." - Sarah Saffian, author of Ithaka: A Daughter's Memoir of Being Found
Yeah. Because that primal wound stuff is "old" and stale.
2. Then, I saw a movie preview for Gigantic, about a single man who is adopting from China. In the story synopsis it states,
Unfulfilled by his work he spends a good portion of his day pursuing his goal of someday adopting a baby from China.
Official movie site here. See the trailer here.
3. And then this morning was this article in my local paper.
South Korea at the Mall of America