Friday, December 19, 2008
Is fun and cheerful in my village
Is Blasting "Mary's Boy Child" reggae on speakers from Otara
and Pasi o le Vaa
Is riding my bike through the village
Is watching manu ao singing on the illuminated road
Is envying the family with the white skinned visitors from "outside"
Is being joyful and kissing everyone you meet, knowing you will kiss them again
after New Year's church service.
Christmas is, for pubescent adults a time to sneak under banana trees
doing things their mothers won't appreciate
Despite always getting caught
And having her hair cut short
Because they say, "they are related, makaifale"
Christmas is joyful
When our troubles are forgotten ever so briefly
Enemies are befriended and scores settled, temporarily
Whatever the case, lets all be merry
Hoping and wishing all loved one and friends
A very happy Christmas and an even better New Year