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Does being adopted count?
Sure as hey does! Congrats? As in foster kid -> adoptee or as in adopted at birth? Cause I think one can be sweeter than the other. Most individuals I have known who were adopted at birth tended to not be the ethnicity of their adopters and it always kinda messed up their head in that "searching for self" kind of way. But that's not to say people shouldn't adopt kids, let alone kids of different ethnicities. I just mean that it can spring up an issue that will need some tending to down the road.
Reminds me of that scene from Super Mario RPG with Mallow who was adopted by frogmen.
"I'm a frog, but can you believe it? I can't jump. Embarrassing huh?"
I was somewhere in between. I had been born for a while but still baby-ish, it wasn't like Narnia where I was old enough to absorb it. My adoptive parents were a different ethnicity but looked enough like me to pass. Legend goes they told me about being second-hand parents early on and I was oddly skeptical enough that little me laughed in their face.
Hahahaha! This is very cute. It's something you've got to approach when ethnicities don't match right? I had the issue growing up in a very mixed family. We had a lot of skin tone variation, and we had long distance family you know? And I legit thought Uncle Ben was my uncle - because my ma would be talking about how certain uncles would be sending stuff - and I thought our uncle had sent rice or something. And how fortunate we were to have an uncle sending rice =P!
Now there's an uncle who knows that with great power comes great responsibility.
To all you long-distant uncles out there, send your loved ones stuff because they will grow up thinking you're way richer and way more powerful than you actually are and you can use that to flex!