{"id":14836,"date":"2013-01-23T18:01:24","date_gmt":"2013-01-23T18:01:24","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2013-01-23T18:01:19","modified_gmt":"2013-01-23T18:01:19","slug":"-Somewhere-Between--a-documentary-on-Chinese-adoptees-in-America","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/asiancemagazine.com\/?p=14836","title":{"rendered":"“Somewhere Between” a documentary on Chinese adoptees in America"},"content":{"rendered":"

In profiling Chinese adoptees in contemporary America, Linda Goldstein Knowlton’s (The World According to Sesame Street and a mother of a Chinese adoptee) deeply moving documentary illustrates that even the most specific of experiences can be universally relatable.<\/strong> Of the roughly 80,000 girls who have been adopted from China since 1989\u2014a decade after China implemented its One Child Policy\u2014the film intimately follows four teenagers: Haley, Jenna, Ann, and Fang. These four wise-beyond-their-years, yet typical American teens, reveal a heartbreaking sense of self-awareness as they attempt to answer the uniquely human question, \u201cWho am I?\u201d They meet and bond with other adoptees, some journey back to China to reconnect with the culture, and some reach out to the orphaned girls left behind. In their own ways, all attempt to make sense of their complex identities. Issues of belonging, race, and gender are brought to life through these articulate subjects, who approach life with honesty and open hearts. <\/p>\n

Four baby girls are born in China to families who are unable to keep them, largely because of China\u2019s \u201cOne Child Policy.\u201d <\/strong> Instead of being raised by their biological parents, the baby girls are raised in orphanages, and then eventually adopted by American families to be whisked halfway around the world to the United States. There, they grow up with Sesame Street, hip-hop, and Twitter. They describe themselves as \u201cbananas\u201d: white on the inside and yellow on the outside. All is well, until they hit their teen years, when their pasts pull at them, and they begin to wonder, \u201cWho am I?\u201d<\/p>\n