Dear e.f.,
Hope all of you are doing great. I am back to africa since last two weeks, this time to mwanza, tanzania..lot more to write about the place and the country….will do it later. Schedules are very tight as always, that is the single most reason i am neither able to read and comment on my fav. writers blogs nor posting the new ones.
There is some special reason i chose to write this post..or you can say i did not wanted to miss that opportunity.You must be wondering at the title..some of you who have already tasted the chicken soup for soul series..must have loved it i guess..and those of my pure veg. blogging friends will skip this article, i guess,because of the title itself!..hey guys,..if you have read upto here..just hang on!!..I have something special to share with all of you guys n gals.
Well not taking much of your time..I am sharing two lil stories from A 3rd serving of chicken soup for soul ( By Jack canfield and Mark victor hansen). The stories are about adopted child and its on parenting series. Adopting a child..a subject i am always very excited about and i am very much willing to get one adopted child in my life time. Well, its not easy to imagine what traumas and emotions..an adopted child goes through in its life. And i am always curious to see it from their point of view. And yesterday i read two lil stories in this series….and i must say..it has opened up some new dimensions towards my thinking. Here is the two lil stories.
LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD..
Once there were two women who never knew each other. One you do not remember,the other you call mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star. The other became your sun.
The first one gave you life and the second taught you to live it.The first gave you a need for love, the second was there to give it.
One gave you the nationality,the other gave you a name. One gave you talent,the other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions,the other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile,the other dried your tears.
One sought for a home that she could not provide, the other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied. And now you ask me through your tears, the age-old question,unanswered through the years.
Heredity or environment. Which are you a product of?….Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of love.
( Author Unknown )
WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ADOPTED….
Teacher Debbie Moon’s first-grades were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had different colour hair than the other family members.
One child suggested that he was adopted, and a little girl named Jocelynn Jay said, ” I know all about adoptions because I am adopted.”
“What does it mean to be adopted ?” asked another child.
” It means” said Jocelynn, ” that you grew in your mother’s heart instead of her tummy.”
George Dolan
Pls do share if you think you have something new to share on this subject..It will only help me and others to open up our minds n souls…
Love you guys n gals..keep commenting..I know my quota of commenting on many of ur blogs is pending..hoping to find more time soon and complete m\y quota of comments n pending posts..Love u again..keep commenting.
P.S.–the sharings above are not stories….but perhaps its too heavy and un-interesting to call it write up..so i called it..lil story.
Hi dear Manoj you were roaming around the Globe..?? Yes, it is a good and informative blog. Thanks for sharing it and also for make us known about it. Keep smiling..:))
thanx for sharing
Loved that line…”growing up in the mother’’s heart instead of her tummy”…
” that you grew in your mother’’s heart instead of her tummy.” …………… very touchy………. thanks a lot for sharing
thanxs for sharing this piece with us…………no doubt on the fact that a child is blessed to have its parents but if by any chance god fails to do this……….we on earth can definetely do our bit………what cud be better than nurturing a life…
Thanks for sharing nice Post
Manoj ji you posted nice stories, with different outlook. I have seen an adopted child grow in front of my eyes. She has best of everything, doting parents and all luxuries, oflate she discovered that she was adopted, it was definitely shocking for her, hard to believe but she had to be told by this someday by her non biological (but more than that )parents. She wanted to know who her real parents were and why they left her. Nobody could answer this. The girl reconciled to everything. It took time to settle but eversince then I always see some emptiness in her eyes, as if searching for the parents who left her…Its a difficult phase for both child and parents.
very emotional, very touchy……….Thnx for sharing……….God bless you
Manoj ji…Very nice thoughts. I love to adopt a child specially Baby girl.
dEAR manoj jee …child not grown in tummy but heart…superb expression…I had come across one of my relative who did not have child…they adopted a female child…they are very happy….they are also blessed with another child ..their own..6yearsafter adopting a baby
now they have 2 children and leading a very happy life…..
I love to read your posts…thanks for sharing…
Nice one indeed manoj… indeed adopting a child and helping him / her a forseeable future is one thing which is more noble than doing any other cherity…. touched by ur piece of story…. thnx for the share
i was touched to the core by thios piece…one of the most beautiful and soulful pieces i read in iland!
Nice post Manoj Bhaiyya, though the stories you shared in this post were small the emotions hidden within them were deep enough to emphasize the trauma faced by a adopted kid, i liked the first story especially…
aur haan aapka comment dekh k accha laga.. :-))
Thanx 4 this share..wont be able to say much on it.
an awesome share……………..
Thank u very much Manoj for presenting us with the beautiful stories..They r really touching with lots of messages full of love..
Dear Manoj we loved your ””chicken soup””.
thanks. it was a good one.
Thanks for sharing nice Post with us despite your busy schedule. It is superb.
You are right - Manoj - i heard bt this title- will you blog the stories later? - would be great and THANK YOU SO MUCH