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Ha: Breath of life in the Polynesian Cultural Centre

It is a history of fire, singing and dancing. Ha: This is a symbolical tale of delivery and demise, charity and familiy, victory and drama, interrupted by Polish dancing, musical performances and flaming fire knives. Narrated by a line-up of over 100 young Polynesians, this emotionally charged and energy-packed show will take your breath away! What a great experience!

Celebrated by critics, Breath of Life has drawn worldwide acclaim. It is not only the No. 1 in Hawaii, but is also described as an "authentic splendour full of syncopes and synergies of Southern Sea culture". Polynesian Cultural Centre is open from Monday to Saturday from 11:45 am to 9 am.

So how do we support Hawaii?

They may have seen the Hawaii Tribune Herald front page story that says my wife June and I are among those suing the developer who is constructing our Pepe'ekeo medicinal canabis sanctuary." The Hawaii New Now will be interviewing me next Wednesday mornings ('April 19, 2017) for their Sunday on the Road Show.

At the 25th of January we gave a speech about Lau Ola to the Hawaii State Legislature's Medicinal Deliberation Group. We four on the lefthand side have experienced in Hawaii. Allow me to tell you something really interesting that I learnt from my Uncle Sonny Kamahele. He' had 20 mornings in Maku'u, in Pune on the big island.

Yet, on the other 10 mornings, Uncle Sonny made a livelihood with only 10 or 20 watermelon mounds, with maybe four vegetation on each one. Here are the lessons I learnt from him: I' ve learnt a great deal from Uncle Sonny, but I think that's the most important thing I have learnt from him.

So how do we support Hawaii? I was fortunate to have learnt from my Uncle Sonny Kamahele when I was younger. I also learnt to look after the guys who know something. However, one of the most important things I have learnt has been that your company, large or small, is a winner if it helps your particular circumstances.

To rewrite a history I rewrote a few years ago: I' ve just got a really interesting e-mail about my Tutu Meleana. and I' m photocopying it here with his permission: I' m the last of Elizabeth Kamahele's sons. However, how this letter came about is that I do some Kamahele pedigree backgrounds.

All I want to say is that the tales you are writing, especially about Tutu, Uncle Sonny, Maku'u country, are so great. was Aunt Elizabeth, and I said to Danny that I remember her well. To him I said my father was Kimana, which was a Hawaiianization of Kee Mun Ha, the name my father's father's Korea father gave him.

It was Danny who was telling me this great tale about Tutu Meleana, who was living there in Maku'u. Although Danny and I are almost old, Tutu was Danny's grandma and my great-grandmother. Where Tutu took you and us fishing as little children - I have a tale to tell about it.

One particular date Tutu and my mother Elizabeth went to this lake. Aunt Elizabeth catched many opioids and Tutu some thug. Tutu then showed us how to purify the seafood, hawkeuke and opio. Tutu was so quiet. Then she grasped the Puhi's skull, pressed it against her arms and the Puhi's lips opened, and Tutu was able to pull the doll from her orbit.

Allen, my sibling Allen, then Eloy, took us to Kukuihaele for fish, where we were living, and he showed us how Uncle Sonny and Kalapo Puhi's cousins would capture us. That'?s a great idea. That'?s a great yarn, Danny. Several large ranches use the technique, but Kaneshiro has never even known a Hawaiian farmer to use it.

After several years with the Merchant Marines in Maku'u, my Uncle Sonny Kamahele has bred. Its true name was Ulrich Kamahele (I have no clue where this name comes from). He was Uncle Sonny, and he was almost the whole way up to Kaikodo. It' difficult to be tough - even when you're in ninth form and you' re a smoker - when your Uncle Sonny screams "Eh, Dicky Boy".

After graduating from the University of Hawaii, I regained him and went home to run Pop's Hen Run. So when we started to grow our own cannabis, we got many of our own cannabis from Uncle Sonny. Paradise Park division had been constructed and so one could go as far as Maku'u.

But he had a transistors and a 1 foot pile of US news and world reports. I' ve often seen him and learnt a great deal about agriculture from him. It would take us a few long days to get to Maku'u, most of which was devoted to listen to Uncle Sonny.

I' ve learnt to listen well. From Uncle Sonny, my woman June and my sister Lei said they would remain long in each other's hands by running backwards or in a large group around the atrium. Everybody knew Uncle Sonny because he grew the cutest water melons. It'?s the news I learned: Said that bowlerflies, an adversary of water melons, were resting under a leaves at the peak of the atnoonsun.

The way Uncle Sonny took was much more efficient and much less expensive. That'?s how Uncle Sonny knew his watermelon was ready: We' re harvesting the handkerchiefs after a while, just like Uncle Sonny. Uncle Sonny taught me to use the "book" for general instruction. It was Uncle Sonny who reduced things to the bare essentials.

Sunday's Hawaii Tribune Herald had an essay on the hawaiian astrologers who testified last weeks in the thirty-meter telescope controversial case hearings. Out of the item astrologers make their case: natives hawaiian astronomer Paul Coleman says the thirty-meter telescope would not only help the secrets of the cosmos, but also give him a connection to his forefathers.

At the time I was talking to the student, I was telling them about the start of the Adopt-a-Class programme at Keaukaha Primary School. She is now a post-doctoral student at the Hawaii Institute of Geophysics and Paleontology. There' s a pipelined of Hawaiians in space. Born in Hawaii, Paul Coleman was the first true Hawaiian amateur astronomer.

At the Office of Hawaiian Affairs (OHA) hearings in 2015, the day the Office decided to withdraw its assistance to TMT. Mailani, then a high scholar at the Hawaii Preparatory Academy, said to the curators in awe that she wanted to go into astrophony. I know of at least one other individual who could be in the hemwaiian spaceway.

Then she came up and said in a low voice that she wanted to become an astronomer. It' like the tale I was telling here about my old cousin Frank Kamahele. I spoke to my expanded Kamahele group on my Facebook page. We have also formed a personal Facebook group for Kamahele offspring, where we discuss our genealogies and share our reminiscences.

I think of our Kamahele of Maku'u and how it was then. I am writing five articles in 2009 about my live in Maku'u and my background there. Because he remained in Maku'u as a little boy, Frank Kamahele, my father's cousin, became Hilo and Kona Airport-man.

Approximately one nautical metre down the shore from Tutu's home in Maku'u, towards Sonya Beaches, was an small village named Moku 'Opihi. Later on, when this boy Frank Kamahele was at Pahoa High School, a new Texas instructor came and became a baseball coaches. The new trainer assisted him with a fellowship to the University of Hawaii to learn the game.

The University of Hawaii had an Air Force ROTC programme to which Frank entered. After graduation, Frank enrolled in flying lessons. and one of them came a few month later. The other day, Frank said he felt like the happiest man in the whole wide underworld.

From a very poverty-stricken background, and no one in the extended household had gone to school. He had a calm head. about the worst thing that ever occurred to him during his flight path. "Roger," Frank answered. Meanwhile, Frank has turned off the motor, the gas, etc. After stabilizing at height, Frank asked Frank for clearance to get another aircraft to complete his missions.

lnspector said so: Frank returns to Big Island after his air force carrier and flies a 6-person touring aircraft. Said he couldn't do it anymore because it was too dull and inconvenient. I spoke to my expanded Kamahele group on my Facebook page.

I am referring to our Kamahele-group from Makuu and how it was back then. I will repeat five articles I made in 2009 about living in Maku'u and my background there. Nowadays I thought of my Kamahele and especially of the elder of my grandma Leihulu, Ulrich Kamahele.

Everyone knew him as Uncle Sonny, as if there was only one "Uncle Sonny" in Hawaii. Having thought about him, I thought I would make a multi-part tale about Maku'u. The Kamahele expanded my Kamahele lineage from Maku'u. The old train was a few leagues away at Maku'u.

One street around the Pahoe Lavastrom down the whole shore to Maku'u. This was before the Paradise Park or the beaches of Hawaii. It was unknowable that there was a Maku'u area; we thought that the name of the Maku'u estate was Maku'u. The children never got a welcome like in Maku'u.

One of the people who was always happy to see us little children was Tutu-Lady Meleana, the mother of my grandmother Leihulu. It was a small, soft wife, perhaps weighing 100lbs. But very much the matrix of the ancestors. How the Hawaiians can support themselves because I've seen it in operation.