I ended up in the US by being adopted from South Korea at the age of three. I thought I was a citizen until two thousand and twelve. In this particular case, I don’t feel that it’s fair to deport me. Some critics take the view that this is piece-meal immigration stuff. Some people say, “No, this is a human rights issue.” The United Nations calls this a human rights violation. My first set of adoptive parents were Evangelistic Christians, I guess. They incorporated a lot of Corporal Punishment into their discipline. A lot of these adoptees were physically, emotionally and sexually abused, and nobody was there to protect them. And so, I feel that between the State and the Federal government, they failed these adoptees gravely. As an adult, I ended up breaking into my parent’s home to get my Korean bible and my rubber shoes that came with me from Korea. Sentenced to twenty-five months for that. He went to get his green card renewed, and the fact that he had a felony of serving twenty-five months in prison is what caused the deportation process. You know, identity’s been kind of a tough one for me. After being here for thirty-eight years, I would consider myself as an American. That’s what I worked the hardest to become. And now I have the same task in front of me, to try to reverse that and try to become the most believable Korean, I guess, I can be. He doesn’t speak a word of Korean. He’ll have to learn the language. He’ll have to go through the cultural assimilation as an immigrant, to live and work and survive in Korea. I have little kids that depend on me. I have a family that depends on me, you know? I have to try to keep our family together. I have to work my butt off so I can try to get my family over there with me, so we can continue to live a life. That’s all anybody can do in this situation.