- 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 way to get new slippas. You know how local style you leave the slippas outside? Well, Nani and me would do our "shopping" in the McCully area. When we see the kind slippa we wanted, we would go on top the porch and try 'em on. We would be barefooted