Very appropriate. Fortunately, as an adult, you have the choice.

I have two cousins who were adopted. I grew up thinking of them as much a cousin as any of my "blood" cousins. It is not strange to me.

I'd like to thank everyone for the input. I'm greastful!

I don't have an issue with being adopted. When I was born my folks were called and came to the hospital and I was placed in my mother's arms. My birth mother was only 16 whem I was born. She was just a young girl that got in trouble. I've never looked for her. It's never mattered to me, although it might be nice to know a little about my family medical history, I know it would break my mother's heart if she learned I was trying to find my birth mother. Maybe after my mother dies I'll look into it.

The reactions I get from others from time to time is small. Just a little shift in their body language, turning away from me a little. as if I'd just said something rude about their friend. It really doesn't trouble me, I was just curious as to what could be going through their minds. I wonder if they imagine me as if I were in Oliver Twist or something. LOL

Ah, much clearer picture now Texas. You do know that when people are first getting to know each other it is easier for them not to stand directly facing each other. MOre of a side to side type of situation. So if you facing directly each other and when the topic of Adoption comes up they may just be wanting to revert back to the side to side position naturaly becuase they are confronted with something new that they dont quite know how to deal with.
Just for personal query, try this. The next time you mention your adoption to someone, be aware of the body language and if they tend to turn away a little, then try and turn away in like mannner and continue the conversation as if nothing is different. See if they dont feel more comfy like that for awhile. Again, my two-cents.

I didn't mention, they also tend to need to let the idea sink in a little. As if someone disagreed with you, but made a very good point.

My brother was adopted, from Viet Nam. And my parents were friends with another family that adopted their son from Viet Nam. For the longest time I thought brothers came from Asia

My brother is no different to me than my "biological" sibling. He is my brother. He is my parent's son. He is my family. That's how it is. Some people accept it. Some don't. And those who don't, obviously have their own issues to deal with.

I'm greatful for the support, but I don't think anyone got what I was asking. The question was: What could be going through people's minds when they learn I was adopted?"