Columnist Intro: Jae Ran

by Anti-Racist Parent Columnist Jae Ran Kim
jae ran kim - ARP columnistWhen I think about what it means to me personally to be invited to be a guest blogger on Anti-Racist Parent, it is wholly in contrast to how I was raised in the 1970’s and 1980’s in the Midwest.

I grew up the oldest of three children in a middle class home in the suburbs of Minneapolis in Minnesota. My parents have been together since they were teenagers and are still together 42 years later. In the summers my siblings and I would ride our bikes to the beach, or to the local dairy for cheese sticks and ice cream. We walked to school. My mom volunteered at our schools and my dad owned a small business in town.

The only thing that was unique is that unlike the other kids in my town, I was adopted from Korea at age 3 and plopped into a white family, white town, white church, white school. The diversity was 20 miles away in Minneapolis, yet my family stayed firmly ensconced in our small town life. There was no need to go to the “city” where the gangs, drugs and problems existed. My only exposure to “diversity” was when my high school church youth group volunteered at an “inner city” community center – ironically, not too far from where I currently live. Diversity and racial issues were things that happened elsewhere, not in our own back yard.

Except that it was in our own back yard. I was the target of racism in school by my peers and teachers, in my church by Sunday School teachers and in the community. My parents, who loved me unconditionally, were naïve to the idea that others in my community might not feel the same way. So when I told them about the name calling, the eye pulling, the ching-chong chanting, they told me I must be mistaken. As a result, I grew up without a vocabulary for identifying racism and without any means of talking about race and culture.

I grew up fearing other Koreans and Asians. I wanted to forget that I wasn’t white. It wasn’t until I was a parent myself that I looked at my daughter and recognized that she was a person of color. And that changed everything.

My kids are now 13 and 8 and I am raising them with everything I wished I’d had in my own childhood – a recognition that they are people of color, a vocabulary to describe their experiences of race and racism, a community of others who mirror them, a school where they are not the only brown faces in their classroom photos, and the opportunities for them to engage politically and artistically in their own identity evolution. While they will not have the same experiences of being transracially adopted, they will have their own experiences as multiracial individuals.

Now that I have a vocabulary to talk about race and have “found my tongue” I can’t seem to stop talking! So I talk and write a lot - about transracial adoption, constructions of race and culture, diversity and the implications of all these issues in my field – social work.

I am looking forward to being a part of Anti-Racist Parent and sharing dialogues with a blogging community committed to supporting the racial and cultural identity of our children.

Jae Ran Kim, MSW is a social worker, teacher and writer. She was born in Taegu, South Korea and was adopted to Minnesota in 1971. She has written numerous articles and essays and is most recently published in the anthology “Outsiders Within: Writings on Transracial Adoption” from South End Press. Jae Ran’s blog, Harlow’s Monkey, is at http://harlowmonkey.typepad.com/

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Comments

  1. Karen wrote:

    Love your words, Jae Ran — I look forward to reading more!

  2. Kim wrote:

    Wow…I have no idea how blogging works, but as I am compelled simply to say to you, Jae Ran, I feel and work toward so much of what you have felt and are working toward.

    My children are working on constructing an understanding of how to define each other in a ‘what are you?’ way, all of them falling along the human spectrum of colors and hair types. As I watch and listen to them, I see how they sometimes identify those who would clearly not self-identify as being “like Mommy,” as such, and I think it is based on who loves them.

    Almost none of the definitions have been important to me in my lifetime, and now that I have children, the impact of others’ perceptions and reactions to this family, have, almost piston-like, forced me to engage, acknowledge, and confront or circumvent when I must, others’ willingness to display an ugliness that many would, and have been, unwilling to say has any place in their hearts or spirits, their politics or prayerful lives, and yet….We disturb comfort zones.

    We have an impact, we force people to ask themselves the difficult questions. Just by being. Amazing, and too much work to feel as though one is doing it alone.

    Nice to meet you.

    -Kim and crew

  3. Margie wrote:

    I’m really glad you’re blogging here, and of course on your blogs, too. Looking forward to more!

  4. cloudscome wrote:

    I am so glad to see you blogging here. What you say is really resonating with me these days. Your perspective is so important. Thanks for sharing it with us.

  5. beloved wrote:

    Wow! This was a very powerful post for me as I know some Korean adoptees who I feel are struggling in the same ways that you once did. I’m not sure if this is the proper way to go about this, but I would like to request permission to print this post and share it with school guidance counselors and the adoptive parents I know.
    I’m so glad you wrote this.

  6. tanilan wrote:

    Thank you for that post.

  7. Yusra wrote:

    Hello,
    Thank you for your post. I am in an undergraduate social work program in Oregon. I am in an internship at an intl. adoption agency and I am doing a project on helping parents of transracially adopted kids combat racism and educate their children and their communities. Any suggestions you have for such a tool would be greatly appreciated.

  8. Jae Ran wrote:

    Yusra, come visit my blog and send me an email through there privately. I have some resources for you.

    Thanks,
    Jae Ran

  9. Justina Chen wrote:

    That was a truly marvelous post. I’m actually working on a novel about an adopted Chinese girl who grows up in an all-white town. I look forward to reading more of your writing!

    ~Justina

  10. Becky wrote:

    Hi Jae Ran!

    I grew up in Stillwater, MN and was adopted via Holt from Korea in 1972. I was also born in Taegu and was brought to the Taegu Police Station (at least that’s what has been told to me) where they sent me to the White Lily Orphanage. 2 foster families later and poof- on a plane to MN!!

    Anyhow, after reading your blog - I wonder if our paths have ever crossed. My parents did the whole Holt Christmas party thing as well as the Korean Benefit dinners and I did go to the Korean cultural camp 2 or 3 times….yikes.

    Well, just wanted to drop a supportive “great blog” to a fellow MN KAD!! Email me anytime!

  11. Amy Anderson wrote:

    Hey Jae Ran - I really enjoyed reading your post and, like many of the readers, I have a VERY similar background. In fact, I’m going back to MN for the Anderson family Christmas debacle later this week!

    I just wanted to show my appreciation and introduce myself to you. I now live in Los Angeles and I’m a comedian/actress. MN is too cold for me now!

    All the best to you and I hope our paths cross someday.

    Amy

  12. Jae Ran wrote:

    Hey Amy,
    We did meet once after your performance in the Twin Cities this past summer. I came with Kim P-N. Good to see you here, and look forward to meeting you again.

  13. Julie wrote:

    I’ve had smiliar experiences, except that my parents believed me when I told them that I was being teased. They told me things to say back, but they never really helped, as much as time did. In the end, I think my classmates “forgot” that I was a different color, I was just Julie, another classmate. I even forgot (and still do) that I’m not caucasian. It is odd if I am ever in a crowd of Asians. Also went to the Brainerd culture camp but nothing since.

  14. kathy wrote:

    How wonderful to be able to dialogue. While I am white, I lived in a Spanish neighborhood when I was in 3rd grade and there were only two other white children. I was teased a lot, but it taught me that all of us are very much alike.

    A couple months of ago, I read a very thought provoking book about transcultural adoptions titled “Digging to America”.

  15. Tracy wrote:

    Hi, I just stumbled across this blog while trying to find information on the White Lily Orphanage. I was surprised at the similarities of our stories. It is something that I have never encountered before. I was also in the White Lily Orphanage (1975) and ended up in South Dakota. Thank you for giving me/us all the words that we have been unable to so correctly articulate.

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