Centuries ago, on a rural fishing island in South Korea, a little voice began to grow. As generations passed, the voice grew stronger as it was passed down but not released. Through years of diaspora, environmental changes, and the emergence of the various oppressions that we know today, the voice was kept inside waiting to be unleashed onto the world at the right moment. This voice’s name was Sing Hey. As the voice continued down the bloodline, passed from holder to holder, it was born into the throat and the namesake of Janice Sing Hey Lee.