About a week ago, I made a stand against others picking on people who were different. In that post, I mentioned I had a normal and typical childhood even though I was adopted. Of course, every now and then people had questions about my beginning. Yes, I’m adopted. No, I don’t know who my biological parents are. But my real parents live in Minnesota. Yes, my sisters are the biological children of our parents. No, my sisters are not twins. Yes, my sisters are way less talented and intelligent than me.

Anyway, I’m going to share the best four humorous stories that relate to me being adopted in separate posts. And I apologize in advance if I shared one or two of these stories with you before in previous posts. I’m getting older, and my memory isn’t the greatest.  🙂

When I was in high school, I spent the day at a friend’s house. My friend, Anne (not her real name), had a younger brother who was about 10 or 11 or maybe 9 and a younger sister who was probably 7 or 8. The brother and sister team seemed excited to meet me as I stood in their kitchen just looking around and waiting for Anne, who was wandering around the house for something.

“Where are you from?” the sister asked.

Me being a smartass: “From Plainview.”

“Nooooo! What are you?”

Me still being a smartass: “Um, I’m a girl.”

Finally, the brother asked the correct question: “Where were you born?”

“South Korea.”

They think about my answer for a few seconds before the younger sister blurted out, “So, you’re Japanese!”

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