Hi there. My name is Princess Daniele Claveria. As far as my adopted parents know, I am 100% Filipino and this is my story.
According to my adopted parents, and grandmother, my biological mother was poor and obviously couldn’t take care of me. Biologically I have about four or five other siblings, but again as far as my parents know I was the only one to be given away. Sometimes I wonder why was I the only one, but at the same time I’m glad that my life is the way it is.
I was adopted straight out of the hospital, I don’t think there were any adoption papers though. My biological mother gave me to my grandmother. At the time my parents were in the United States and then returned to the Philippines to come see me. I don’t know how long it took, they never said anything to me. My parents are Filipino and as far as they know they too are full Filipino. (: Less then a year later I head off to the United States with my grandmother and my cousin.
My family treats me as if I really was their own blood. I was with them you could almost say since the day I was born. Actually in my family, there are three of us who are adopted, including me as well. As for my friends I say majority of my closest friends know I’m adopted and don’t treat me any differently.
Sometimes though I do wonder who would I be if I wasn’t me? Then I’d stop and think that it doesn’t matter who I WOULD of been. All that matters is who I am now and what I could become.
This is me and my story (: