By: Eleanor Files
I work at the local farmer’s market, and a customer once asked me which cut of steak would work the best in a Korean dish she was making, to which I had no answer. When I’m spending time with my friends, the topic of similar familial appearances often arises, and it feels lonely when this common topic of conversation is something I’ve never been able to relate to. There have also been many times where my naturally introverted nature has led people to assume I can’t speak English, when in fact, it’s the opposite; I was born in China but I can’t yet speak Chinese. Instances like these have at times complicated my perception of my identity.
Prior to attending Adopteen in Colorado last summer, I often felt obligated to supply others with explanations for how certain puzzle pieces of my life don’t seem to click together into a seamless picture. At Adopteen, the empathy and compassion pouring from the staff and campers felt like a solace. The nurturing atmosphere Adopteen fosters feels like an unspoken understanding of the complex emotions and experiences that can spring from adoption, embodying that of a fresh breath of air.
From the late-nights of laughter with roommates to identity workshops, I was never bored at Adopteen. On the last night of camp, one of my roommates and I went all-out at the foosball table for a solid chunk of the night (until almost 3 o’clock in the morning–my first all-nighter ever!). Of course, that was after about two hours of silent disco, volleyball, and a fried rice buffet. I remember that night fondly every time I see the photos in my camera roll.
Immediately after Adopteen, I went back to China for the first time on a two-week CCAI Grand Heritage Tour with other adoptees and their families. It was an amazing trip, and an emotional one as well. The pictures of night markets, native cuisine and historical architecture that I had only ever seen online appeared right
before my eyes; it was beautiful. Being immersed in the sights and sounds of China made me so grateful to be from such a jaw-dropping country.
Now, when I encounter people who misunderstand my experiences, I think of my time this past summer at Adopteen and in China, and how my adoptee identity is a proud part of who I am.
I am infinitely grateful to the wonderful people that were at Adopteen 2025. Cheers to more thrilling memories at Adopteen during the summer of 2026!
