I forgot my camera! I tried to take pictures with my little phone, but they didn't come out very well. I wish I could share this tradition with you. This year, Papa 'Eono (sixth grade) was the only class which required the whole class to participate - the rest of the numbers were performed by the kids in the Hawaiian Ensemble - believe me, these kids, not matter what grade, are incredible. I thought it was funny that the Kane Papa 'Eono (sixth grade boys) performed a song about shrimp - because so many of them are pretty tiny - the girls are still at that age where they are outstripping the boys in maturity.
The killer number for me was "Waika" performed by Wahine Papa 'Ewalu - the eighth grade girls. That song gets to me in any shape or form, but the girls were absolutely lovely. I admit I cried. I was trying to find a good version of the song to post, but although I did find versions on YouTube, I didn't feel comfortable sharing them.
I can't tell you why that song makes me cry - it is a beautiful song, but there are a lot of beautiful songs. I used to listen to it at a rather tough time in my life - so it reminds me of that time, it also makes me homesick for the Windward side of Oahu, because it mentions places on that island. I used to know a version of that dance, and seeing one of the women who was at college with me (on the mainland) who also danced in our little "halau" (wasn't really a halau, but we did dance) at the production was pretty fun. I keep forgetting she moved to the Big Island, too - even though our kids our classmates, we only see each other at May Day and Open House - even though we were very close friends back in the day. We're both working mothers of four kids apiece, and although we always say we'll have lunch - we never have time.
Well, anyways, I am glad my 13 year old didn't see me cry - because he would have been heartily embarrassed. I am also glad my husband snuck out the back door after our baby girl was done dancing, because he would have just laughed at emotional me, too.
I can hear my daughter's (not so?) ex- boyfriend chainsawing dead trees for the kids' bonfire tonight, and my husband sawing up wood for a new sheep shelter (yay! the horses can have the second stall back!) , and I know there are things I should be doing. But, it is nice to sit here and reflect.
Have a lovely weekend, everyone!