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Binitay: Journey of a Filipin@ Adoptee
Documentary by James Beni Wilson
"The child when found, was placed inside a plastic bag hanged on a banana palm in the upland portion of barrio Mabuli, Tabogon, estimated to be 90 kilometers away from Cebu City."
This was the opening line to the written document of the reason of abandonment of the adoption case papers of a good friend of mine who I met here on Tumblr and who I had the pleasure of finally meeting face to face during the FANHS Conference in San Diego last week. Last year he went on a deep, personal journey of finding out who he was and where he came from.
All of us struggle with getting to know who we are and knowing ourselves as Pilipin@s especially those of us who are born outside the homeland. However James story is special, one that takes him to finding out where he was born, the story of how he came to the U.S. by being adopted to a white family in Michigan, learning the truth of how he came into the adoption center in the Philippines, seeing his foster family for the first time since he was adopted, and finding the identity of his biological mother and family.
He made a kickstarter last year to help fund his trip back to the Philippines to try and uncover the story behind why he became an adoptee and what happened to his real family. Thankfully it became a success and he was able to go back to his birthplace in Cebu and go on this heartwarming journey.
He has now recently finished creating his documentary as a Pilipin@ adoptee here in the states and I would like to share with you all, especially to any other adoptees, especially Pilipin@ adoptees who may resonate with his experiences.
I encourage you all to watch his documentary, his journey growing up in a white family, not meeting any Pilipin@s until the age of 17, of his struggles of racism and identity while growing up, and how he managed to find out who he is and where his story begins.
To watch the full documentary visit the Binitay: Journey of a Filipin@ Adoptee Blog.
If you have any critiques, comments, or questions feel free to comment on the film page on the blog. James is looking for good, thought out critiques of the documentary to help him see what he can do better for the documentary so feel free to write your thoughts.
And for those who are also Pilipin@ adoptees here are a few links, some that James runs or is a part of that you may be interested in and be a part of.
L’Illusionniste / The Illusionist
Film d’animation / Animation feature film
Sylvain Chomet (2010)
Written by Sylvain Chomet and Jacques Tati
Jacques Tati originally wrote the script for The Illusionist. It was a love letter from a father to his first daughter, but never got produced. Sylvain Chomet, director of The Triplets of Belleville / Les Triplettes de Belleville, adapted the script and once again used his own original animated style.
This song is a mele (soft, metered song with music) in contrast to an oli (a chant), and translated, it’s a song actually for Chief Kalakaua and Cheifess Lili’ulani. It tells of the beautiful scenery of all the islands, and specifically, a beautiful blooming flower that withstands the summits of each significant peak of Hawaii (including Mauna Kea!).
If you contrast the words mele and oli, you will hear them (say them outloud!) how soft, and harsh they are respectively. This mele is comprised of mostly soft, flowing words (save for the name of the mountains!) and the combination of those beautiful words used to name beautiful things and the Children’s Chorus is probably what it is.
Peace(fulness) transcends language.
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I do not love you, as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries itself in the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so that your eyes close, as I fall asleep.
"All of life is a coming home. Salesmen, secretaries, coal miners, beekeepers, sword swallowers, all of us. All the restless hearts of the world, all trying to find a way home. It’s hard to describe what I felt like then. Picture yourself walking for days in the driving snow; you don’t even know you’re walking in circles. The heaviness of your legs in the drifts, your shouts disappearing into the wind. How small you can feel, and how far away home can be."
- Robin Williams as Hunter Patch Adams in Patch Adams (1998)
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