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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.

 


 

Chicken Soup For Da Kine: Daddy's Stories

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Daddy was da type dat woke up at da crack of dawn. Sometimes I think he woke up da chickens. He didn't believe in sleeping in. Weekend mornings at about 6:00 a.m. he would be yelling at us, "You guys miss da money fall down from da sky." And us kids would be all moaning and groaning, "Not Daddy". He'd say, "How you know no moe? How come I get money and you no moe. I pau pickem' all up awreddy. Hud luck you kids no moe money. I can go ta-rate now."

Daddy had a custom made wooden box. 

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Baby Boomer School Daze

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It all began back at St. Patrick School on 6th and Harding Avenues  starting with kindergarten all the way through the eighth grade. At the time, the Sisters of the Sacred Hearts Society were in charge and operated the establishment as well as

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Hanabuddah Days Fo' Real!!

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One day while my cousins and I were sitting around, thinking about a friend of ours whom we had just lost, we started talking about growing up in Hawaii and how for some of us, life was real hard.

My cousins lived in Papakolea in a house with pukas

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Hawaiian Spirit

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My mother was born and raised in Hilo.   Her parents were both Portuguese and her father came from the old country.  Her mother was born in Kohala. I didn't come to the islands until I was 4.  It was during World War II, and the

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Daddy & Da Eggs

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I grew up in Waimanalo back in the 60s & 70s with my 4 younger sisters, 1 younger brother, Mom,Dad, & Grandma. We lived in a small brick house with only 3 bedrooms so I never had myown room until I was grown and married (even then I had to

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The Christmas Bike

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Hoo boy, I wanted one bike really bad. I mean, the neighbor kids all had bikes with the gooseneck and cool tassels coming out of the handle bars on each end...hoo boy, I wanted one bike jus' like dat !! And I wanted it bad....

But Daddy was giving

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Age of Innocence

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Sometimes, I'm still amazed that after almost thirty six years, the memory of what happened in October, 1963, is still so clear to me. Sadly enough, not all memories of those "hannabuddah days" are pleasant ones. But when you're barely fourteen

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