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I see a lot of hula. But I am never anything other than mesmerized. Watching these young students of Halau Ku Mana at the Haloa Festival at the Capitol really made me so very proud. Proud to be Hawaiian. Proud that the beautiful young spirits of the youth are rising to the occassion. I am sure the ancestors watched with so much loving pride as well. Actually, I am more than sure. I know they watched. I sometimes wished that I took hula when I was younger. I would love to dance along with them. For now, I have to watch and enjoy the spirit vicariously. At night, sometimes I am dancing alongside them. A thousand years ago...

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