
幾個星期前,跟一個在領養中心工作的朋友吃晚飯。她提到一般人只喜歡領養剛出生的嬰孩,不喜歡領養有病(即使是輕微病)的兒童,也不喜歡領養年紀比較大、已經懂事的小孩子。雖然明白這些人的理由,他們可能怕看見小孩子病得辛苦,可能怕醫藥費重,可能怕小孩子知道他不是父母親生的,將來會跑掉,但是,聽到他人這些條件,心裡總是有點兒不舒服。近日,心裡不停浮現了一個多年前在孤兒院認識的小男孩‧‧‧
話說多年前,在美國過了第一個學期後,十二月尾回香港渡聖誕假,剛好母校的少年崇德社安排到孤兒院探訪,身為前社員,當然湊熱鬧地跟去了。雖然少年崇德社是婦女團體,但是那天男生們也有份參加。不記得地點了,到達孤兒院後,有負責人解釋那班小朋友的來歷,有些被遺棄,有些因為父母犯事入獄,沒人照顧,等等。然後,負責人帶我們去一個大廳,那裡有很多小朋友乖乖地圍圈坐著等我們。
負責人介紹:「小朋友,這些哥哥姐姐來跟你們玩呀!」
然後,小朋友們便爭相找玩伴。一個大概五、六歲的小男孩跑到我面前,燦爛地笑著舉起雙手說:「姐姐,抱抱!」我然後一句:「哦,抱抱?Okay。」接著,這小孩就拉著我周圍跑,拆聖誕禮物,一時要抱,一時要玩,東跑西跑,就這樣搞到我們夠鐘要離開為止。第一次體驗到跟小朋友玩原來是這麼累的!可是,我倆都玩得很高興。我不知道他進孤兒院的原因,看他那麼乖巧可愛,聰明伶俐,做父母的怎麼捨得把他丟下不理?
如果照朋友所言,看來這個五、六歲的小孩子會留在孤兒院長大。他的生活過得怎樣?還活著嗎?他的學業成績怎樣?有沒有唸完中學?有沒有唸大學?有沒有帶眼識人?他對這世界的看法又如何?會不會因為他初成長的不幸,變成大奸大惡呢?不知為何,突然很掛念他(雖然只是一面之緣)。
A Boy from an OrphanageFew weeks ago, I had dinner with a friend who works at an adoption agency. She mentioned that prospective parents usually like new born babies. They do not like to adopt sick kids (even with not light illness) or those who are already too old and are able to understand things. I understand their reasons. They may not like to see their kids suffering from illness. They may be concerned about the medical bills. They may be afraid that the kids are old enough to know they were adopted and then run away. However, when I hear their adoption requirements, deep down inside, I do not feel too comfortable. Recently, a boy whom I met at an orphanage came into my mind…
Years ago, after I finished my first semester in the US, in December, I went back to Hong Kong for Christmas. My Alma Mater’s Z-Club had organized a visit to the orphanage. As a prior member, I certainly decided to tag along. Although Z-Club was a female group, there were a bunch of guys joining us. I cannot recall where the orphanage was. Upon arrival, the host explained to us the origins of the orphans. Some were given up. For some, their parents were in jail and could not take care of them. Thereafter, the host brought us to a big room full of kids sitting quietly in a big circle.
The host introduced us, “Hi kids, they are here to play with you!”
Then, all the kids got up and found their playmate. One 5 or 6 year old boy ran to me with a bright smile and held his arms up in the air, “Miss, hug!” I replied, “Oh, hug? Okay.” Afterwards, this boy brought me running everywhere, unwrapped Christmas presents. Sometimes, he wanted hugs. Sometimes, he wanted to play and run around. We played till it was time for us to leave. It was the first time ever that I realized how tired one could be to play with kids! However, we were so excited. I did not know why he was in the orphanage. He was so adorable and smart. Why did his parents give him away?
If what my friend said was true, this 5 or 6 year old boy probably ended up growing up in the orphanage. How is his life? Is he still alive? Did he finish high school? Did he go to college? Did he make friends carefully? How does he view this world? Would he become super evil because of his unfortunate past? I do not know why. All of a sudden, I miss him even though we had only met once.