Adoption in Vietnam - the
initial steps
May 2005
It was in May 2005 that I decided to begin the process of adoption
in Vietnam, not knowing at all where to begin and how to get information
on the process. I started by talking about it to friends and colleagues
to see if they had any ideas. Then « by chance » I saw an ad in the
newspaper from an NGO that facilitates adoption for Americans - Pearl
S. Buck. I decided to go to visit them and they in turn referred me
to the Department of International Adoption of Vietnam (DIA) which falls
under the Ministry of Justice. So off I went to the DIA and was greeted
somewhat curtly by an officer who spoke French. I learned that there
was a moratorium on adoption from Vietnam, and that each country had
to sign a bilateral agreement. Canada had just done so, but it had not
been ratified by the Government of Vietnam. However, she informed me
that because I plan to live and work in Vietnam for more than 6 months,
I could adopt without the agreement. She briefly told me the documents
I had to get including a very important letter of non-intervention from
the Canadian Government. I don’t think she ever expected to see me again,
but I was determined to go ahead and get the documents together.
I spent the next 2 months trying to find out which agency in Canada
or Quebec had the authority to write such a letter. The Canadian High
Commission of Singapore sent me information on adoption but no matter
how many times I asked them about the letter, I never got an answer.
The Canadian Embassy did not know either but agreed to forward my “dossier”
and request for such a letter to the Government. I continued my research
on the Internet and found the Secretary for International Adoption of
Quebec (SIA). I sent them an email explaining my situation and they
confirmed that they could write such a letter. One month later, I got
it but its content did not seem appropriate. I was expecting a letter
which would state that the government would not oppose the adoption
process but instead it said that the government had nothing to do with
this adoption. Kind of like saying “you’re on your own”. When I presented
it to the DIA, they didn’t know either if it was acceptable. But this
coincided with the visit to Vietnam of the SIA in early September and
we were able to clarify that no other letter could be provided by the
government and that international adoption was not possible for me since
I did not live in Canada. The only option, if Vietnam allowed it, was
for a domestic adoption according to the laws of the country. Canada
would have nothing to do with it.
I wanted so much at that point to visit orphanages and maybe put a
face on this adoption process. I tried to get addresses on the Internet
but was not able to find any. When I asked the DIA, I was told that
they had a list, but she would not give it to me. She said that it was
up to the Canadian embassy to provide this kind of information. Thanks
a lot! So in the end, I could not visit any orphanages, except SOS Village
but their children are not up for adoption.
I spent many months getting all the documents together including the
medical report. When I thought I had it all, I made another appointment
with the DIA. But the officer looked at the documents and said to me
for the first time that they all had to be translated into Vietnamese
and notarized, and she didn’t know if in the end I would be allowed
to adopt. I was discouraged and mad so I asked her why she had told
me to get these documents together. She kept saying that she couldn’t
help me and that she had never said that I could adopt. She then informed
me also that my criminal record had to be no more than 6 months old,
and that I needed an adoption permit and a psychosocial evaluation.
She then gave me a more complete typed list of documents which I was
supposed to get, but it was in Vietnamese. I asked her why she hadn’t
given this list to me before. And still, she did not answer and could
not even tell me that once I’d get all these documents translated and
notarized, I could adopt. So confused and not wanting to waste my time,
I then contacted the Canadian Embassy and they recommended that I deal
directly with the director of the DIA. And this was a good thing, since
he was able to confirm to me that once I'd submitted a full dossier,
I would be eligible for adoption. So I left and then started looking
for a psychologist who could do the evaluation but no one, including
the DIA could tell me what the content of an evaluation had to be. Again
I did some research and found that the SIA had a nice guide with table
of content for a psychosocial evaluation. I met again with the DIA to
have it validated, then I presented it to a psychologist who said that
she would do it.
I also needed a letter from my employer but to my surprise, my boss
refused. He did not want the NGO to get “involved” in personal matters
of volunteers. But I just wanted a letter stating the facts: length
of contract, monthly allowance, conditions, etc. Finally, I asked Head
Office and they agreed to do it but it still took one month to get it.
The weeks and months were going by quickly, and already we were in November.
I was then told that my criminal record was fine, so I went to have
it translated and notarized. Impossible. I had a photocopy and needed
to get the original. So I had to contact my NGO and get them to send
it to me. Again, more waiting... I also needed a letter from the Canadian
Government stating that they would grant immigration and citizenship
to the child. The embassy said that this kind of guarantee would be
impossible and that no letter to that effect could be provided. I thought
it would all end here. But then the Embassy found out that in the case
of Canadians living overseas and wishing to adopt, I did not have to
request immigration and could directly ask for citizenship. This, they
could write in a letter and explain. And the DIA accepted it.
The DIA also informed me that I had to get a Vietnamese criminal record
from the provincial police station in Thanh Hoa. This turned out to
be the most difficult document to get. Nobody knew how or who could
do it. I thought of going to my district police station to see if they
could do it or at least forward my request to the province. They asked
me to submit to them a formal written request and 2 weeks later, they
told me that they couldn’t do it and that I had to go to Thanh Hoa!
Everytime I did anything, be it a visit, phone call or letter, I had
to rely on one of the project translator and ask them for help. No need
to say that this was a personal matter so I always felt guilty to ask
them for help, yet I had no choice. So I took the bus and went to the
provincial police station, and I got the run around since no one knew
how to help me. Finally I called the DIA and asked them to intervene,
and as always they were very curt on the phone but they did tell me
to go to the Ministry of Justice who then would forward my request to
the police station. But, this was far from over. The Ministry wanted
a letter from my district saying that I had never been arrested for
any crime! So I went back, but the district would not write such a letter.
Another call in sheer desperation to the DIA, countless visits and more
calls, and finally I returned 2 weeks later. I did get some kind of
introduction letter from the district, and went to fill the request
form for the criminal record. Oh, but they forgot to tell me that I
needed an immigration document, so I had to go back 5 hours by bus each
time, get the document, copy and notarize it in the district and return.
Over? Nope. When I was near tears, the Thanh Hoa office told me it could
take up to 6 months to get the document. Unless I paid extra. So I had
to give a bribe of 100$ and was told that I would get the criminal record
in 20 days. And I did. Amen.
Tuesday December 13 2005 – I officially submitted my dossier to the
DIA with all the necessary documents after 8 months of trials and errors.
What a relief! Now that I was eligible, we could proceed to the next
step in the adoption process – identifying a child. I was recommended
by the director to go to an orphanage in Saigon since he knew for sure
that they had boys age 2-3 for adoption, plus he knew the director very
well. So I asked him to make an appointment for 3 days later! After
our meeting, shaking with anticipation, I went to book a plane ticket
then returned home by bus to pack my bags. I tried many times to contact
the orphanage’s director to confirm our meeting but he was so rude on
the phone. Still, I was determined to proceed to this important step
and on December 15, I was flying from Hanoi and landed in Saigon, hoping
that the next day I would meet my future son...