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 Izzie Kikue
A lot of us brought up on the islands have fond memories of swimming, body surfing, and perhaps even surfing the wild, wild surf dat our islands are famous fo. Well, here is one hannabuddah story dat some of you may be able to relate to. Read through dis and let yo'wah own memories pour through about da good ole days of da surf in Hawai'i nei.
One yeeah, my grilfriend from da mainland we go come to Hawai'i fo' vacation. I wen go take her riding around da island fo' show her around wit few
Read more: A Day at Waimea
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Written by Ronson Kamalii
I was born and bred in Hilo, Hawaii. And like every other local kanaka, we would hear those stories about haunted places that you didn't think were quite true, but were too chicken to question it. Well, this is one of those instances where bravery
Read more: Haunted Hilo Hospital
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Written by Kamaka Brown
An AlohaWorld Forum Collaboration Edited by Kamaka Brown
When I was small, my fuddah used to tell me stories about the legendary Mongoose Man. Me and my kid bruddah used to stay awake long after we was supposed to be sleeping and talk about
Read more: The Mongoose Chronicles
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Written by Scott Haililani Mahoney
Anyone who grew up in Hawaii, certainly has heard of a little piece of paradise called Kalihi. It's a place where a lot of poor, hard working families raised some of Hawaii's most famous individuals. Kids that believed in themselves and went on to
Read more: In Search of the Old Lychee Tree
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Written by Mokihana White
In ouah side yahd, up Mânoa Valley, get plenny kakaroaches. Anybody who wen live in Hawai'i know how bad dem buggahs stay. At night, all u gotta do is turn on da light an ho, alla kakaroaches run foah hide. In da cupboards, in da cracks in da
Read more: Da Kamikaze Kakaroach
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Written by Liz Seal
We used to live near McCully Street on Oahu. My Filipino friend Nani and me was some poor. So poor sometimes my doll was a coconut that I wen draw a face on and wrap in a blanket. So, of course, we couldn't afford lots of stuff.
Nani taught me a
Read more: Island Shopping for Slippas
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Written by Kamaka Brown
It took us almost four hours on a two-lane road to get from Waimea to Palolo Valley in my father's '52 Plymouth. Most of the ride I spent sleeping in the large back seat of the sedan. My head began to nod as we drove past the undulating green waves
Read more: The Country Cousin
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Written by Ronny Esperas
I was a junior in high school when I first met Wally. He just finished a tour in Viet Nam. The first thing noticed about Wally was his size. He was a hulking of a human being, well over six feet-four inches about two hundred seventy pounds and not a
Read more: The Biggest Kanaka I Ever Met In My Life
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Written by Daylynn Kyles
When I look back, there was so much stuff my Dad did for us kids. Till today, I still can outclass many men at building things. I'm not a Tita, but my dad didn't raise a dummy either. I learned to build things with my dad. I was his "tool girl". I
Read more: Daddy's Girl