Remember YOUR "small keed time"?
Those were the good old days! YOU were young, innocent, naive and maybe even a little bit "kolohe" (rascal). When you look back, I bet you cannot help but grin, yeah? I bet you can just feel a longing oozing up inside of you for a time when life was much simpler. Wherever you live now, if you grew up in Hawaii, you must remember your "hanabuddah days". Eh, no shame ... we all had "hanabuddah".
Eh … right now get choke stories already online written by Hawaiians and Hawaiians at heart. Most all writers had the unique life experience of growing up in Hawaii. That’s why the site is called ”Hanabuddah Days”.
Enjoy these personal stories.
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Written by Linda "Lika" Relacion Oosahwe
In high school one time, one night; my two girlfriends and me went cruising with these three guys in one old 53 Chevy or some old car la dat. The three guys sat in the front and us three girls in da back. We were cracking up cause somebody said look like us was going chicken fight.
Somebody suggested us go cruise North Shore. So us went. As we passed Waimea Bay one of the guys said, "us go up Pupukea Heiau". Den one of the other guys turned to us and said, "Eh, nobody get dey rags hah?" Us no
Read more: Pupukea Heiau and Mililani: Back In Da Day
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Written by Pamela Wailehua Rodrigues
When I was small we used to live across Araki Store in Haleiwa, you know where "Oogenisis" is now? Those was da days. We used to charge stuff from Araki man. He was ole already. My olda braddah and sista used to drive him crazy. They used to
Read more: Bonfires at Ali'i
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Written by Bill Kapaku Jr.
Another one of those often times asked questions in my life, besides when I graduated from high school, has been, "Eh, you rememba wat you was doing da day JFK died?" Remember? In the words of Franklin Delano Roosevelt, that day will "live in
Read more: Da Day JFK Died
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Written by Ralph Villafuerte
Wen I wuz growing up in Paauilo, I used to work weekends fo da Paauilo Shugah Mill. Dose days, if you fahdah or mahdah worked fo da mill, da kids could get weekend jobs in da fields. One yeeah, I wuz assigned to work da "Pick up Stone" crew. My job
Read more: Centapees
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Written by Super User
In da early 1960's, dere was one song dat went: "The best things in life are free...da-da-da-dum"? Who can fo'get dat? Eh, I fo' sure no can when us guys use to sing um in our amateur rock and roll group called da "Outlaws" as part of our kolohe St
Read more: Ai-yah, Where All Da Good Stuff Went?
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Written by Mokihana White
Wen I wuz 12 my madda wen let me staht babysit foah da neighbahs' keiki. Da one 'ohana wen call me da most wen stay up around da loop from weah I wen stay. Dey get 5 keiki, from one yeah old to about 10. Da makuahine, ho, she no like clean da hale
Read more: Chicken Skin at Midnite
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Written by William Kapaku
We lived in a three bedroom hale located in the Nanakuli Hawaiian Homestead. Ours was considered an average sized Hawaiian family with four girls, three boys, and of course my parents.
During the formative years though, we always had relatives
Read more: Homestead Hale
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Written by William L. Kapaku Jr
Long before the Clinton Administration got on the "Don't Ask" bandwagon, my family and schoolmates practiced our own version of not asking...although, ours had absolutely nothing to do with sexual orientation. I called our way of life, "Da NO ASK
Read more: Da NO ASK Policy
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Written by Rev. David Kapaku
I love my fuddah. I was young wen we met. He was the funniest dad you could ever have. But he had an uncanny way of saying "N0" wen you needed something. For example you might ask him, "Dad you can loan me five bucks?" He would reply, "Eh, wat you
Read more: I Love My Fuddah
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