Soprano Piña Pilipiña


It used to be, when you drove from “Town” to “Country” there were miles and miles of Pineapples or Piña. Occasionally you would see rows of workers preparing the pineapples for picking. I remember stopping to “steal” lunch along the road as the ripe, golden piña called outmy name. I jumped out of the car […]

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Soprano Figure Eight Mele Nahenahe

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I can hear the song birds sing, the Koki frogs are croaking, the clucking sounds of a moa wahine and her keiki by the roadside. The ditch pours the morning rains into the bay as the waves crash along the shore. Children playing in the sand, laughing at the sand crabs as they pop in

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