Hello there! My name is Ike Troyer, or that’s not my real name, but my Amish name, because I haven’t always been Amish, but well, I’ll explain later. My real name is George Hanigan, and I’m 21 years old now.
I joined the Amish community when I was 7 years old, my parent didn’t have time to take care of me, so they choose to give me away for adoption, the women who adopted me was an Amish women. My parents thought that it would me great for be, to try something else, and so it turned out.
The day they handed me over to the Amish, is still crystal-clear for me, and will properly follow me all of my life. We drove in our car, far away, all the way to Pennsylvania, I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I thought we were going on a vacation, because we had packed all my stuff. I was happy, because I hadn’t been out town before. We drove for 6 hours, and then we stopped. A strange lady went over to my mom, they talked for a little while, and then my mom said to me “George, you have to be a big boy now, do not cry.” Then she squeezed my hand, and drove away. The lady I thought was strange at that time is now, my Amish mother, Zip Troyer, I really do love her. I’m her only child, and I really feel she cares about me. I don’t have any father, because Zip fell in love in her rumspranga, but he didn’t want to join the Amish community, and she hasn’t fallen in love ever since.
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