- Written by Maku Cuizon
My godfather Juan Gali's oldest son, John and I had one close tie which was his maternal grandmother. When I was about 7 or 8, I learned to love her as my hanai gramma. I never saw her leave the house but she knew where all the heiaus and caves which had bones and stuff were on the Big Island, especially in Ka'u, where we were born. In my keiki days I had one hot temper and when tutu stayed with us, she was a great influence in calming me down.
"Leave a gift if you can when we enter a heiau