Keoni? Are you Hawaiian? Were you born in Hawaii? My mother Portuguese Hawaiian, Her fault my nose, red hair and belly. Santa Ana born and raised, no Islands. Spent most summers I can remember as a kid on Oahu; therefore, my pidgin is passible. No hula. No play the ukulele. Grind poi and laulau, drink beer, but not Primo, it’s nasty.
Mom’s ohana, ten keiki. Lotta relatives on islands. Cousins joke, you need to ask a girl who her parents are, so you don't end up bleeping a cousin.
Enuff about my paternal ohana and on to my COI ohana. I work with da wacky wahini Diana at UCP (University Community Park) two years. We kept AP (Adventure Playground) open! On my eval I commented, “As sands through the hour glass, so goes the days of our lives!” Next ting I know, Diana go to NCP (Northwood Community Park) and bruddah David Suter my boss again (apparently Dave was the only one who could handle me. I guess I was a handful in those days). Met my brah, Roger when he work out of trailer on Sand Canyon with Karen (talk story later).
Ross ready for a new cruising photo! This one was from Rome on or Med Cruise. |
Dis my numba two time with Diana and Roger to Hawaii, numba tree cruise with them (Med and Mex). Numba one time, nobody eat slipper lobster, tell them it cockroach. More for me to grind. (Warning!!! Cockroach fly in HI! Also in Pidgin it means to steal, so you know cockroach on dis trip). No do this time as lots of food on cruise. You know, if they have poi on the ship, try it! It’s good if you like ground pigs feet. It was the trip where First trip, Diana, akamai, did luggage inventory and used everybody to ship food back for the reception.
I can hear the chant already, “Hana Ho! Hana Ho! Hana Ho!”
All pau for now. Goin’ to the islands in May to practice my pidgin, buy my slippahs and see the ohana. Next time talk okole maluna, pakalolo, mokes, tetas, lolos, honu…
Later, shaka and ALOHA!
Keoni
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