On November 19th, 2018 I took my healani tomato home. This was the procedure I followed.Procedure:
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On Sunday November 4th, I decided to stop eating out for dinner and make a homemade meal for my entire family. I was really excited because my family often times makes dinner for themselves cooking chicken or steak or some meat but when I cook they get to indulge in the pescatarian lifestyle. I decided to make a quinoa salad, The quinoa wasn't locally sourced but I used local water to cook, I got kabuki corn and scraped it off the Cobb, I used green onions from my backyard, cherry tomatoes from the farmers market, and a little bit of zesty lemon from a farmers market and Hawaiian salt. because the quinoa wasn't locally sourced I fried fish from my uncle catch on Saturday morning. I learned a lot and I felt as if I was "adulting" I learned how to fry fish and how to manage my time in the kitchen. I was able to bond with my little cousins as they helped me to cut things and cook. It was a good experience to do something for my family. The taste of the food was as if the vegetables were clean. I know where they came from. It also felt good that I supported my local farmers. Going to the farmers market I found things to be cheaper and the product was bigger. For example my avocados. They were humungous and they were a lot cheaper than the tiny avocados that are 5 for 8 dollars.On October 19th we took a field trip to Waimanalo UH Agricultural farms. This was my first experience spending the day in Waimanalo country. I've spent days lounging on this ahupua'as' pristine beaches but never have I set foot on it's farming country. The day was extremely hot and muggy and all my attention focused on not being eaten by mosquitos. before that trip I loved nature, all I wanted to do was be outside and bask in the outdoors and sweet sunshine. After this field trip I think I've had enough of the outdoors to last me some time. I love serving and it was a great experience to do something that will help others. I learned a lot of information about everything, from plant mutation to the little bugs that eat the kalo. I got the chance to see the beauty of waimanalo and all the beauty of agriculture. It was interesting to see the "country side" of things as in Ewa or even at school I never see that. It was a blessed opportunity to spend my day outside and given the chance to appreciate life and nature itself.The last first quarter of my high school career. It was full of sleepless nights, and hurricanes. In Malama Honua we learned a lot. We learned the importance of names, how to observe like our ancestors, researched about our ahupua'a Kapalama and researched about a special place specific to us. We did a lot of weeding in the mala and had to move things around because of false hurricanes. Due to so many hurricanes, we learned more about the origin of them and how they're created.
We took a trip from the top of the hill to the bottom learning about the buildings it's importance and it's meaning. An aunty came and spoke to us about life further down this at Mokauea. Doing a research paper on a place special and dear to help made me realize how blessed I've been to have such a special place and how it has shaped me into the person I am. I learned more about myself this quarter and I am so glad I'm in this class. In the article in Walaka, it says that a Hawaiian is someone that sits in nature, that kicks off their shoes, and spends time in the kalo fields. If they do not see the life in everything around us besides ourselves, we are not Hawaiian. I disagree. We live in the year of 2018, we no longer are surrounded by forests were 'apapane sing, under our feet we have filthy concrete, and koa trees are hard to find in a concrete jungle. The world has changed and evolved. Yes being of Hawaiian descent means that I am from a people that once listened to the native birds, worked in the lo'i, and could truly stop and stare at the tree branches, but the world is different now. Hawaiian people can't sit and watch the droplets while they fight for their language, while they're in school trying to get an education, when they were fighting to preserve what we have left of our culture. As much as I would love to sit around and see life in everything, as a HAWAIIAN I cannot. I must get an education and prove to others that this race can thrive in modern days, that we are as smart as other races. A Hawaiian is someone of Hawaiian descent that has native blood flowing through the veins. Being "Hawaiian" and practicing traditional "Hawaiian" habits are two totally different things. I do not run in the forest barefoot chasing after native birds, but I am Hawaiian.
Mokauea, previously known to me as Sand Island. I can remember my childhood and all the many nights my family had spent camping there. I remember all the taste of the perfectly toasted marshmallows, the contagious laughter of talent nights, and the itchy sensation of my toes being bit from red ants. Before this week that is all I thought of "Sand Island." Now I know that is Mokauea, It is a part of the ahupua'a that I've been attending school in for the past eight years, and it's a huge part of my island history. It saddens my heart to know how much "modernization" has destroyed my island home and my Hawaiian culture. I would never have believed there were acres and acres of fishponds in Honolulu. Never could I imagine that those fishponds took care of my ancestors. Given this chance that I will learn more about Mokauea and be able to help and perpetuate the fishponds I am so excited. I am beyond excited to get into the community and help to preserve my culture alongside my fellow Hawaiian peers. I am so appreciative of this opportunity.
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AuthorBrylyn Imanil-Chan Archives
November 2018
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