He Pilikia Na'u

By R.A.Davis -
Ho'okahi mea pa'akiki loa loa'a na'u.

Ma mua i keia la, ua makemake wau e ho'oikaika keia kula.  Ua hana wau. I ka hopena pule. I ka po. I ka manawa no ko'u ohana. Ua no'ono'o wau no ka'u haumana, no ka'u kula. I na ninau ia'u o kanaka eia'e, pane wau, "Ae, maika'i keia kula. Oluolu loa."

Hopohopo ko'u mau hua'aloha a'ole po'e Hawai'i. "I na haole au, hiki ke komo kela kula?" "Ae, ae!" O ka'u pane. "E komo mai, na keiki a pau! He ohana keia kula. Pono e ola ka olelo Hawai'i, ma na pua o Hawai'i a pau, a'ale pili i ka koko."

Ma hope keia la, oko'a loa ka'u pane.

No ka mea, e ho'opuka ana ka'u mau huamana.

Eha keiki wale ke puka nei keia makahika. U'i loa keia mau opio. Ikaika na kino, loa'a lakou he mau alanui-- hiki lakou ke hana na mea a pau ma ka honua aku.

Ua hana nui makou na kumu i keia makahiki.  Ua kanu wau he anoano li'ili'i wale no. He ho'omaka ha'aha'a wale no. Lohi loa ka ho'onui. Aka, ke ho'onui nei. I ka la a pau, a'o wau ho'okahi huaolelo hou. Heluhelu lakou kekahi puka ai ole poema hou. Like he kukui i ka po-- li'ili'i ka ahi-- i kekahi la, ho'onui paha i he hoku. Ho'oaniani ko kakou no'eau.

I keia pule, ke kakau i leka nei lakou, "Ho'omaka wau i keia makahiki wale no e heluhelu."

Lohe ia ia, ha'oli loa ia'u.

Aka, apopo, e puka ana na papa umikumalua.

A Na Po'o o ke kula olelo ia'u: Mai komo mai. A'ale pono e hana oe. A'ole he mea nui i na mai hele mai oe.

No ke aha?

"He kumu olelo pelekania oe.

A'ole oe he kumu Olelo Hawai'i.

A'ale pono e hele mai oe, e honi oe ia kau mau haumana. Mai lawe kela mai lei.

Mai olelo ia lakou, 'Ho'omaikai. Hele i ka alanui maika'i a pono. Hele oukou i he ola pono.'"

No ke aha a'ole pono wau e hele?

A'ole hiki ia'u ke olelo.

Ae.  Kako'o wau kela. Pololei. E loa ka'u olelo Hawai'i. Aka, ua mamake wau e komo keia ohana.

I keia la, maupopo i'au. A'ole mamake lakou e komo ia'u.

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