I was born in the Philippines and moved to the US when I was five years old. Because we moved around so much due to my step-father being in the Navy, my mother had to keep re-petitioning to become a US Citizen. By the time we settled in one place long enough for her to become a Naturalized Citizen, I was already 18 and had to petition on my own.
I was in college now and believed in finding my true roots as a FIlipino-American. Maybe you could say I had anarchist tendencies at this point when I was searching for truth. I was studying different religions, forms of government, the Illuminati and the lies our public school systems taught us. At 18, I had no desire to become an American Citizen because I felt the US had done so much wrong in the past. I didn’t believe in our government. I didn’t believe even if I could vote, that it would count for anything. So why bother? As an activist, I felt I could do just as much good fighting for the causes I believed in and spreading truth where I could.
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