Publicity around Stephen Frears's new film ‘Philomena’, starring Dame Judi Dench and Steve Coogan, has touched me deeply. The film tells the
story of Philomena Lee who, according to the BBC website, as a young unmarried
woman in Ireland was forced by nuns to sign away her rights to her son. The
film follows her struggle to find him, decades later.
I am not Irish or Roman Catholic but I was given up for adoption
1947 when I was six months old. I was gently made aware of that fact by my adoptive parents when I was eight but, at that
age, such information meant little to me. I was happy
and content and simply felt they were my parents. However in my early thirties I felt a growing
need to discover my roots and very quietly began to try and find out about my
mother. Consequent to the passing of the
Adoption Act 1976 I had been able to discover her name but quickly found that I had no right to contact her, and so let the matter
rest. Until then the emphasis had been
to protect the rights of the adoptive parents: ‘Child adoption had no legal
status in Britain … until 1926, when the first Act was passed which regulated
this in England and Wales. Until then, child adoption was an informal and
generally secretive procedure which gave the adoptive parents no rights
whatsoever: a biological parent could (and in some cases, did) appear at any
time and demand custody of a child they had neither seen nor contributed to the
care of for years at a time.’ (A Child for Keeps: the History of Adoption in
England, 1918-45)
Unlike some others I was happy with my adopted parents and
did not want to upset them by giving the impression of wanting another
family. So it was not until some time had elapsed after my father died in 1989
that I felt able to take steps that might lead to the discovery of my birth parents and, in
particular, my birth-mother. In 2001
I began the search again and with the help of NORCAP (National Organisation for Counselling
Adoptees and Parents) I was indirectly able to contact the family of my birth-mother
only to discover that she had died in 1995 leaving a son and daughter
– my half-siblings. As she had never
mentioned my existence they felt it would dishonour her memory by establishing
any relationship with me.
In one comment on the film Coogan says that "it's not our intention to hammer the
Catholic church of 50 years ago, times were different. But two wrongs took
place here - one that Philomena was forced to give up her child, and secondly
that they refused to reunite the pair. I hope that though we criticise the
institution, we dignify people of faith." My
reason for writing this is that I fear many people will simply criticise
the Church without further reflection on the wider context. It is easy to point a finger at the agencies
of the State (or Church) and ignore the way society viewed illegitimacy. I was also an illegitimate child and, whilst
I was not forcibly taken from my birth-mother, will never fully know the reasons
why she placed me for adoption. In one
document it simply states that she ‘could not provide a home or adequate care
for the child.’ But it is clear from the
records that my birth had to be kept as secret as possible: to have a child out of wedlock at that time was a grave
matter but, having read letters from her to my adopted parents, it is
clear that she did not want to have to part from me.
I doubt I shall see the film as it will stir feelings that
are still painful but I hope that those who do, or who become aware of
practices concerning adoption that are now almost universally felt to be
repugnant, will remember that the reason for these lies as much in the social
attitudes of the time as it does with the practices of those who, no doubt,
believed they were doing ‘the right thing.' Society was as much responsible for what happened as the agencies of the State - and that is as true today as it was in the past.
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