Through a Nikkei friend of the family, my father enrolled us –my brother and me- in a school from the Japanese colony. Almost finishing University, my brother went to Japan. The economical situation in Peru was quite uncertain and the idea of working during one or two years didn’t seem that wild. But he came back deported from Japan. This was fourteen years later, and my father had died a couple of weeks earlier. I had gone to Cuba to finish my studies and couldn’t assist to the ceremony either. The motivations to make this film are personal.