"Now there’s that money issue. Mom gave us the idea of selling dog treats and toys. I checked the numbers and my jaw dropped. We would have to sell 600 bags of dog treats for $5 each in order to make 3,000 dollars. Then I saw his little face in my mind… Something in me seemed to say, “Let’s get baking!” And we started that afternoon, and went until 7:00 that evening. We haven’t stopped. We’ve got lots of dog treats and tug toys. So, who wants some?"
A
Story of Adoption-by Esther
So, when I was four my
parents decided to go to China. Well, God decided. My parents were going to move there and share Jesus with the people in our city. So Micah and I were brought into this crazy new
world of bikes, pollution, and dumplings. We lived in a little apartment in Zaozhuang,
which wasn’t a rich city, but they could make some mean Chinese food. The
people there were open to God’s Word and I believe that we changed a lot of
lives. They then, in turn, are probably changing the lives of others to this
day. When we returned home Micah and I felt out of place. Now we understood
everyone, were living in what we believed was a mansion, and had to eat American
cuisine. Around that time God gave us a new brother, Luke, who is Micah’s
companion and the family cuddler.
Okay, so 6 years later we
are all finally getting adjusted to life in this odd place called the U.S., and
suddenly God decides it’s time to add a new little one to our family-of course from
China! We all wanted a girl, that would even things out for us, and our parents
felt that we should adopt a child who had a disability. Then, at the start of
my middle school year, we hop on a plane to the place I only had small memories
of. I was so excited to finally have a sister. We took around three airplanes
to get to Zaozhuang, and as soon as I was on the street I felt… well… at home.
The stinky smell, the bikes all around with three people on them, and the
sealed bags of chicken feet just felt normal to me. It felt like as soon as we
got there we had to leave to get our sister.
Fortunately, China is China
anywhere you are. As soon as we got to Zhengzhou, where our little sister is
from, we were taken to a room in a large building. There were some toys on the
floor, including a giant blow-up horse. The other parents started receiving
their little children. We were all just sitting, waiting for little YinHuan to
come through those doors. It seemed as if we were the last people, and then we
saw her. She had on an outfit we had sent her and was holding a picture of us.
She looked terrified as mom picked her up. She cried a lot, but we knew she
understood what was going on. She just seemed to fit in perfectly to our
family.
A few days later we drove to Swallow’s Nest, the foster home Anna had grown up in. The apartment buildings were old, and had peeling paint. Anna clung to us tightly, perhaps worried we were taking her back. As I walked across the threshold we were greeted by one of the nannies. Kids were being fed some noodles by the nannies. I paid attention mostly to Anna being fed, but my mom was holding a little boy while she was talking to the nannies. She told me about him and I thought that he was cute and all, but Anna and her friends were being cute so I wasn’t really paying attention to him. We left to the sound of one of Anna’s friends crying for her. She knew Anna wasn’t coming back.
After another week in
China we left to go back to America. Life continued on, and we all knew another
kid was going to be adopted in a few years. My mom definitely wasn’t going to
stop with just one Chinese orphan. I hoped for a sister my age, but my mom was
still thinking about that little boy. I only noticed what was going on around
Christmas time the next year. I walked in on Mom crying for little Xiaofu. I
had no idea that she was so serious about the whole thing. I never thought we’d
get him, honestly. A couple months later I started really getting attached to him
too, and then the call from Mom came. I was at rehearsal for a play when I
heard my phone ring. She told me that I had a new little brother. I felt so
excited, and basically told everyone about my new brother, Xiaofu.
Then I faced a huge
decision. I was going to either begin my freshman year with a trip to China, or
stay at home and go on with life. For a while I decided I wouldn’t go. It was
too much work, too much stress, I couldn’t do it. Then a teacher of mine told
me not to skip things I would regret my whole life. That’s when I realized, I
can’t imagine not being in that room when he walks in. I just can’t. Pictures,
and videos, skype, and Facebook posts are nothing compared to being in that
room. There’s no missing a moment like that.
Now there’s that money
issue. Mom gave us the idea of selling dog treats and toys. I checked the
numbers and my jaw dropped. We would have to sell 600 bags of dog treats for $5
each in order to make 3,000 dollars. Then I saw his little face in my mind…
Something in me seemed to say, “Let’s get baking!” And we started that
afternoon, and went until 7:00 that evening. We haven’t stopped. We’ve got lots
of dog treats and tug toys. So who wants some?
There are several ways to order and help us get the word out.
First we are on Facebook under Xiao Chow Doggie Treats
https://www.facebook.com/xiaochowdoggietreats?ref_type=bookmark
You can order there and share our page with your friends.
Second, we can take credit card orders through Square Up. Just click on the link and order away
If you don't have dogs, don't like dogs, or just would like to donate we have a tax-deductible site set up at Adopttogether.org/adoptsamuelThere are several ways to order and help us get the word out.
First we are on Facebook under Xiao Chow Doggie Treats
https://www.facebook.com/xiaochowdoggietreats?ref_type=bookmark
You can order there and share our page with your friends.
Second, we can take credit card orders through Square Up. Just click on the link and order away
The total cost of our trip to China will be around $15,000 so any and all help is great!
Thank you so much- Esther, Micah, Luke, Anna and Samuel
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