Winning good life
Posted by Pia på torsdag 3 januari 2008
Fifteen years ago, when I was in school, I often remember teachers telling the class that we should all be thankful for being born in Finland, that it was like winning the lottery. Now, I occasionally hear people say the same, clearly not as often though. Will there be anyone saying that in 2055?
I can’t seem to drop the theme of adoptions. I’ve earlier linked to some news concerning the new adoption laws in Guatemala, the essence being that this country is finally going to follow the Hague Convention on Protection of Children and Cooperation in Respect of Intercountry Adoption, which has had some people rushing to get their adoptions through during 2007.
The adoption theme is a really sensitive and difficult one. It seems quite ideal – a child in need of parents meeting parents in search for a child. And I do think it can be a really good thing, especially when the adopting parents pay a little extra attention to the child’s background. Like my Guatemalan friend F said, sometimes there are really small things that can be done to help up the situation. F worked for years with abandoned kids, many of whom ended up being adopted. Once she got a call from some new concerned adopting parents. The girl seemed so happy during the days, why did she cry at night? ”Does she have her own room?” F asked, and the answer was yes. F then explained to the worrying new mother and father that this little girl never in her whole life had fallen asleep in a room with less than five, often 25, other people. Sleeping alone was simply too scary for her.
I hang around Guatemalan kids now that are about to be adopted, they don’t know when or really what’s going to happen. They know that they will get lots of new toys and that flying in a plane is a really cool thing. But can anybody be sure that life over there is going to be happier than one over here? What is a good life? I talked to a medical professional the other day, and all of a sudden he told me how happy he was that so many kids were being adopted from this place. ”It’s like winning the lottery for them!” he said, and was very surprised when I didn’t immediately nod in agreement. I just don’t know.