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Great Expectations
By Hattie Rice
When I move to new placements I usually don’t have any expectations, but a year ago I moved to a new foster home and I had a fantasy image in my mind. I pictured my new life as a double chocolate Oreo cookie with a glass of milk but instead I ended up with a turkey burger (good and good for ya, but it just ain’t the beef).
At the time I was a junior in high school and was living in a group home. When I was told I had to move, I was determined to find a foster mom who could help me get into college, because I knew my books could take me to a better life.
A Dream Foster Mom?
When I met Diane, she seemed like what I was looking for. Diane has a good education—a bachelor’s degree and a master’s in nursing. She has several jobs: she works as a psychiatric nurse, an editor for a black television station (even though she’s white) and has a side hustle in real estate.
Diane is caring, considerate and sacrificing. She’s also systematic, sometimes reminding me of Robocop. She plans everything out (kind of scary) and always thinks that she is right (we all do, but she’s extreme).
My Hopes Rose
During the long process of getting to know Diane before I moved in, my hopes rose. She started our first chat by asking about the basics, like my hobbies, relationship with family, interest in going to college and the career I might enjoy. (Doesn’t she sound like a social worker?). . .
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