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Topic: First Day of School (06/28/04)
TITLE: No One Is Like Me By Kimberly Siddons 06/29/04 |
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My mom told me when I was 5 months old, my birth mom couldn’t take care of me and I was put in a foster home. I don’t remember any of this, and I guess that is a good thing. I only remember the mom and dad I have now. They have always been my mom and dad and they always will be. But what if the other kids find out?
Mom took me shopping and now I have all these cool clothes and a book bag and she even let me pick out my crayons and pencils. But what if none of the other kids have a book bag like mine, or crayons like mine. Then they will know I am different and they will find out that I am adopted.
Daddy told me that I didn’t have anything to worry about. I didn’t have to tell the kids if I didn’t want to. But I know they will find out. And they might laugh at me. Mom says that I am a gift from God; that her and Daddy prayed for me to be sent to them, and I was! But the other kids might not believe that.
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“Good morning children. My name is Mrs. Randolph and I am going to be your teacher this year. I would like to start our first day of school with introductions. I would like for each of you to stand up tell us your name, where you live and something neat about you. Jeffery, would you like to go first?”
Oh, no, she picked me first. What can I say that’s neat about me? There’s nothing exciting about my life. Except that I’m adopted……….
“My name is Jeffery Simpson, and I will be 6 years old in only 20 more days! I live at 4530 Calico Road with my mom and dad. Their names are Jeff and Marie. My dad’s name is like my name. Mom said her and Dad decided to name me just like my Dad because he is so proud of me.”
Should I tell them or not? I hope they don’t laugh at me.
“When I was two years old, my mom and dad adopted me. They said that they prayed to God for a baby, and God sent me to them. They said I am a special boy, and a gift from God and that is the cool thing about me.”
None of the kids laughed at me when I told them that I was adopted. They all smiled at me and at lunchtime, I had a lot of friends that wanted to sit with me and see what it was like to be adopted. Mrs. Randolph cried when I told everyone why I was special. She hugged me when I finished talking and told me that not only was I special but I was brave. I can’t wait to go home and tell Mom and Dad about my first day of school!