Asian American | Binitay Documentary

July 3, 2013

Connecting the dots.

[7 Days left for my Kickstarter Campaign]

The earliest photo of me. This is the first photo my parents had received upon my adoption and finally knowing who their son looks like and will be.

The cover sheet to my adoption papers has documented the darkest part of my story. I had never seen my adoption papers. When I turned eighteen, I found out about these, and because I was unsure if I had to be a legal adult, I asked for these documents as a birthday present when I turned eighteen.

Things did not match up being that I was an orphan. I never knew the story of how I made it to the orphanage, until my birthday.

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I invite you to join me on the rest of this journey to reach back as I move forward.

–> Visit my Kickstarter campaign at http://kck.st/filipinoadoptee

–> Join our Facebook community at http://www.facebook.com/binitaydocumentary

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July 2, 2013

Racism and Racial Microaggressions

[8 days left for my Kickstarter Campaign] Please don’t dismiss by experiences by saying “Well I think everyone deals with racism and microaggressions…blah, blah, blah…”, but please simply listen to my experience and try to understand my experience. I hope that instead of getting angry, that we think of ways to find solutions to these occurrences, because this could be your child as well facing these same struggles. I encourage creating dialogue to help find solutions. I’m not here to silence others. I’m here to voice mine. In my own poetic way, I’m not outspoken. I speak out.

I’ll list every name in the book that I know as growing up as both ‘colored’ and an adoptee:

Yellow, brown, poop and shit (because of my brown skin), beaner, wetback, chink, gook, alien, terrorist, faggot, unwanted child, your parents didn’t love you, problem child

Honestly, I did internalize a lot of these labels. I hated my own skin. I hated standing out. I did not tell anybody, especially parents and family. It was not until I learned how to communicate certain issues properly to them. When I finally had done so with my adoptive mom, my mom, it was a release in so much animosity and anger. The end result was me crying my eyes out. This was only a few months ago.

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I invite you to join me on the rest of this journey to reach back as I move forward.

–> Visit my Kickstarter campaign at http://kck.st/filipinoadoptee

–> Join our Facebook community at http://www.facebook.com/binitaydocumentary

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July 1, 2013July 1, 2013

Binitay: A home away from “home”.

**Philippine American Community Center of Michigan**

9 days to go for my Kickstarter campaign. It was not until 2007 that I had first met Filipinos since the time of my adoption. This is one of many homes of “Little Manila” in Michigan. It was my first culture shock, or taste of it, If put in any simplest words. It was the first time seeing other people who looked just like me. It was the first time looking similarly to someone else, ethnicity-wise. This is the Philippine American Community Center of Michigan. Although coming here, I feel at home, at the same time I have an internal struggle of belonging. Something is missing…

From here is when the ball was set in motion for a chain reaction of events and a series of things fell into place.

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I invite you to join me on the rest of this journey to reach back as I move forward.

–> Visit my Kickstarter campaign at http://kck.st/filipinoadoptee

–> Join our Facebook community at http://www.facebook.com/binitaydocumentary

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June 27, 2013June 28, 2013

Sino ako? “Who am I?”

"James Beni Ronde" etched in crayon by foster family member named "Yami". — “James Beni Ronde” etched in crayon by foster family member named “Yami”.

Who am I? Well before, I was born without a name or identity. I was given the name James Beni Ronde by the DSW RSCC of Cebu, Philippines.

James Beni Wilson, June 2013

Who am I now? I’m an ordinary college kid just like many of you. I wake up to a nice cup of hot coffee every morning which is the best part of waking up.Coffee is my drug, keeps me sane and also unites me with friends, family and colleagues. As you can see the background in my picture, my profile picture was taken at Starbucks. I also like to support local coffee shops as well.

Leche Flan

I enjoy cooking but only as a hobby. I’ve learned how to cook various Filipino foods in my past 6 years of being en-cultured among Filipinos. My best dish which I’ve altered a bit to my own taste and made my own was my friend’s grandmother’s recipe, Lola Berenguer.

During off campus hours, on Sundays, I facilitate a class known as Filipino Youth Initiative. It’s a class that was founded under Filipino American National Historical Society Michigan Chapter. It uses a two sided trans-formative learning style where both the facilitator and the mentees engage in dialogue about aspects of the history of Filipinos in America via visual and audio media, self reflection, and oral history where they interview their family members to tell their life stories.

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I invite you to join me on the rest of this journey to reach back as I move forward.

–> Visit my Kickstarter campaign at http://kck.st/filipinoadoptee

–> Join our Facebook community at http://www.facebook.com/binitaydocumentary

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