Happy 4th Family Day, Daniel!

(Note: I wrote this a couple of months ago, but the essay I wanted to include wasn't at my fingertips, and life was so crazy I never got around to posting until today!)

June 13 was Daniel's fourth Family Day.  Wow, we have come a long way in the last four years!  For his Family Day, Daniel chose a weekend visit to my grandmother to attend the family reunion of my grandfather's family (and, perhaps not so incidentally, so he could fix her antique record player with a part that had been ordered by mail since our last visit).  Unfortunately, Daniel got sick on the 13th and ended up spending much of the day in bed.  He attended the reunion briefly, thinking that he was on the mend, and then felt worse again and had to be run home.  He was especially disappointed that he wasn't able to stomach the delicious chicken and noodles dish that is one family's traditional contribution.  (Joel, who was feeling just fine, chowed down on said dish.  He also polished off most of my pickled beets.)

By the next day Daniel was feeling better and was able to enjoy a very long side trip to Best Buy on the way home, where he carefully considered several different potential birthday presents, but in the end purchased none of them.  Tim and I replaced our beloved point-and-shoot, which had recently met an untimely end when it slipped out of Tim's hands as he was photographing kids on a carnival ride.

In honor of Daniel's family day, I'd like to share (with his permission) an article he wrote in his ESL class this spring.  As he has gotten enough experience in American culture and family life to look back on his first fourteen years from a different perspective, he has become interested in sharing his life experiences with others who might find them useful.  So, here is Daniel's first autobiography:

I went to the orphanage on June 20, 1997.  I was one month old.  The orphanage was in Shandong China.  There were upwards of 300 children there.  My first memories come from 2003, when I joined a group of disabled people who were learning to sing, dance, and do comedy to perform publicly in our town of Jinan, in Shandong Province.  I sang, which was a big step for me.  I entertained in plays and with songs for 10 years, competing with others throughout Jinan.  I received honorable mention. 

The staff included many kind people who gave their time to kids unselfishly, but other staff were just interested in their pay, not in us.  Unmotivated staff just sat and watched sad, scared kids.  They were deaf to tears and crying.  They disciplined kids harshly; maybe, for example, putting them into a dark room until the child stopped crying.

I was given the name of Fu Huang when I entered the orphanage.  “Fu” was the last name of every orphan.  “Huang” means yellow.  No thought was put into this name.

Breakfast in the orphanage consisted of eggs, milk, and a starch every day without variation.  Lunch was the main meal of the day.  This was meant to impress the administration, which took the noonday meal with us each day.  For dinner, we had soup and vegetables.  Often our food was overcooked and tasteless. 

On weekends the menu was about the same, except more poorly cooked.  On Sundays, rice was serve with tomato and egg soup.

School starts in the orphanage at age three.  School is in the orphanage until age 6.  At age 3 the curriculum consists of potty training and learning to walk.  Four and five year olds learn counting numbers and basic words.  Six year olds continue to learn more difficult words and numbers.  They also learn classroom behavior.  At age 7, students go to public school.  Here are a variety of schools available.  I attended a general disability school which minimized academic challenge.  For example, I didn't learn about adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing numbers until I came to America in seventh grade.  Until then, all we did was to count to higher and higher numbers.  I did get to continue to sing in school.

No religion was allowed in the orphanage, so in China I knew nothing about God.  When I came to America, I heard about Jesus from my parents. 

The orphanage financed itself by private individual donations.  Toys were purchased, but they were not for us to use.  They were stored in the storage room.  Because the staff was not always motivated, we learned self reliance and self awareness.  We made our own beds, cleaned our rooms, etc.

In the orphanage the schedule was fixed and inflexible.  In America, we have more freedom and flexibility.  For example, in the orphanage, lights were out at 9:00 every night.  All three meals were served at specific hours.  Chinese orphans have to eat all the food on their plate.  Even though the orphanage was a hard place to live,  it is much better than living on the street without food or clothes and shelter. 

I am happy I had the orphanage and I am also happy to be adopted out of there and taken to America.

I have vision problems.  I can see things that are very near, but I can't see far away.  People tell me, “You can't drive or fix electronic things very well.”  These people can't stop me from going farther.  If I cannot drive, I will still get where I have to go.  It might take longer, but I will get there, and I will be able to see more along the way if I walk.  I also find that I can repair simple electric items.  Again, it takes more time at first, but practice makes perfect.  Behind every cloud is a silver lining.  I always look for the silver lining.  Do you look for the silver lining when you see others?  With work anyone can reach his potential.  I believe that if I continue to work steadily, opportunities and unexpected joys will come.

School's out!

School is over for the year!  If you were in our town a few days ago, you might have heard us coming home from Daniel's final final exam at the high school--we were the ones in that worse-for-wear silver Camry with the windows open and the music blasting and an excited teenager in the front seat yelling, "No more school!  No more principal!"  (And then there's this: the music that we were inflicting on everyone within earshot was the Chris Tomlin version of Amazing Grace--does playing quality music cancel out the obnoxiousness of playing it too loud?)  I wonder if we raised any eyebrows as we went along.

But now we are home (everyone except Tim, who has research obligations this summer), and we are all enjoying the change of pace.  I think this is the first actually peaceful summer I've had in four years.  The first two summers Daniel was home, life could become a wild ride with little warning.  And last summer at this time I had two extra kids (who, at one point, we thought we were going to be asked to adopt) AND was very pregnant.  Not a recipe for relaxation.  So, this year, I am enjoying getting caught up on mending and hand-wash and cleaning and other projects around the house.  I can be out of earshot of the two older kids without worrying that they'll be at each other's throats by the time I return, and I can trust both of them with Joel.  I don't feel like I have to be on guard all the time, hoping for good but ready to respond to bad before it escalates out of control.  It's a good feeling.  There is definitely a time for taking on challenges and being stretched, but there can also be a time for consolidating the gains of those stretching times, and I think that we're in one of those right now.

Esther's 7th Family Day!

(On a side note, it is hard to believe that Tim and I have only been parents for seven years!  It feels like we've crammed a lot of parenting into that time, from a newborn to a teen, and up to four kids at once.  But this post is about Esther, not us, so on to the Star!)

Today is Esther's big day!  We will have to postpone her chosen special family activity (swimming again) until the weekend, but the new bathing suit is purchased, Tim made bacon for breakfast this morning and left her a special note, and she is in a happy, cooperative mood even though we're going back to a regular schoolday after several days out of routine at the end of last week.

Here is a snapshot of our no-longer-quite-so-little Star:

Age:  Seven

Likes:  sports, TV (especially Odd Squad and Stampy's Let's Play Adventure Maps), science, history, gymnastics, Minecraft, Frozen, playing jokes, fruit, friends, having an audience, high-heeled shoes

Dislikes:  wearing dresses; any clothes with ruffles, tight necks, or pleated sleeves; having to wait until mealtime to eat; math and reading (most of the time); being annoyed by Daniel

Favorite activities: practicing gymnastics (especially if she has an audience), playing with Daddy (they may be found with a board game or chemistry set, playing the wii, playing tag inside, or riding bikes or playing basketball outside), watching sports on TV (golf, football, hockey...she loves them all!), aggravating Daniel, listening to audio books (or better yet, being read to by a parent), playing Minecraft, playing pretend

Friends:  Her current BFF is Sarah from gymnastics.  At church, she most enjoys palling around with Katie and Emma, but also has fun with Victoria and Chad.  Princess is still her sister-at-heart--which means Esther sometimes longs to get together with her and sometimes would rather not!

Personality:  Esther at this age is a fascinating combination of feisty and insecure.  She still makes friends easily, with people of all ages, but she tells us that she's never going to marry because she wants to live with us forever.  She is outspoken, but she gets extremely nervous about talking in front of people.  We did the social studies fair again this year with our homeschool group (she portrayed Gabby Douglas) and she was proud of herself for "pushing through" her anxiety about it.  She is responsible enough to watch Joel while I'm in the shower, but she still sleeps with her beloved green blankie and wants us to pick her "uppy."  Some things that haven't changed: her curiosity, her powers of observation, her creativity, her energy level, and her sense of humor.  Earlier today she was laughing at almost nothing, and got so tickled that she fell over.  We love that girl's laugh!

We are so wonderfully blessed by this child that the Lord has entrusted to us.  We are proud of who she is growing to be, and can't wait to see what the next years bring.  Happy Family Day, Esther Si Di!

Tidbits

Daniel has been hanging out with girls again.

Esther approves of her new Elsa dress that she bought with her Christmas money...

 

...although apparently the cold does bother her (anyway).  (And if that didn't make any sense, it's because it's a reference to the movie.)

 

Joel approves of refried beans.

He also likes Daniel's new method for letting him practice sitting up when no-one is available to sit behind him in case he topples over.

Big kid update

So, what are the big kids busy with while we all adjust to life with a new baby?

Well, school, for one thing.  Esther is plugging along in reading and math, in between me changing Joel's diapers and lying down with him for his afternoon nap.  Her favorite class is U.S. history.  I am mostly reading historical fiction aloud to her (while Joel nurses and naps), with an occasional non-fiction book thrown in to cement her learning.  We love our library!  Daniel is in a computer systems networking and repair class at the vocational school next to the high school (but it is a high school class and he gets a high school credit for it), and he is loving it!  He gets some extra assistance, but at the end of the day he is expected to know and do all the same things as the other students--and he is getting an A!  We are very proud of him.

Daniel decided not to join Key Club again this year.  He loves volunteering, but he did not like being accountable to anyone for his hours.  So he does not have any regular extracurricular activities.  Sometimes that means he hangs out at home for days on end, doing projects, or, when he runs out of projects, watching long hours of Youtube, finding things he wants to own, buying them on Amazon, trying them out with great anticipation only to find out that they don't work as well as advertised, trouble-shooting on the phone with customer service, and ultimately (usually) sending them back.  In the course of many conversations with customer support he has learned how to spell things out over the phone, but he sometimes does so with a Daniel twist.  My two favorites that I have overheard are "I as in instagram" and "Q as in cute."  Other times he'll find some project outside the house which he throws himself into 100% for a time.  For example, he spent several weeks practically living at his best friend's house while he helped her father do home improvements and prepare for a yard sale.  Then he stopped and didn't go over for weeks. One weekend he spent many hours over at church helping with a fundraising bazaar.

Then in November he was the keynote speaker for an adoption celebration event!  He did a fabulous job sharing some of his story and how his life experiences have influenced the person he is turning out to be.  He had the audience touched, entertained, and thinking.  Then he capped it off by performing one of the songs that had been written for him to sing when he was in his orphanage.  The title roughly translates to "Star, bring me home," and it portrays a child longing to be united with a family.  Several of us agreed afterwards that he has career potential as a motivational speaker!  If you are interested in watching his speech, here is the link to the video.  It is 24 minutes long.  He omitted some of the grittier details of his life, but I think the tone was very appropriate for the occasion.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ggbsqa167Nk&list=UUtNFoANZyRvWcwmnt2WN84g

Esther has been thinking about how being adopted into a family is different from being born into it.  One day she remarked to me thoughtfully, "You're not my real mother."  And more than once she has told me (but with a sneaky little grin) that she feels like a kid who was born into a family can't be sent away but a child who was adopted into it could be.  I suspect she just wants to hear my answer again: "Nope, once you're adopted you're legally part of the family the same as if you were born into it.  You and Joel are both stuck with us for the rest of your lives."  To which she responds, grinning bigger, "Aw, poopy butt!"

One day Daniel asked me where something was.  I had no idea, so I answered, "Somewhere."  He responded by singing "Somewheeeeeeere over the rainbow...".  How American!

Esther continues to work hard at gymnastics.  She is now attending class five hours a week and is competing as part of the rhythmic gymnastics team at Level 3 (the lowest competitive level).  Here is the link to her rope routine:

http://youtu.be/k_xrwnUGriU

 

And here she is receiving her award for competing.

Daniel has a girlfriend!  He told me initially that she was his "school girlfriend," and in fact they rarely do anything together outside of school.  But at his choir concert I overheard another student refer to her as his girlfriend, so it must be at least somewhat official.  He has been over to her house a couple of times.  This was the result the first time:

And as for the second time...let's just say that the rosy glow on his head in this picture is not just a reflection from the Christmas lights.  Nope, his hair is currently pale pink!

And those are some highlights of the last six months for the big kids.