“Aquaman is especially cool,” says Momoa, “because, being a Kanaka Maoli—being Hawaiian—our Gods are Kanaloa and Maui, and the Earth is 71 percent water, so I get to represent that. And I’m someone who gets to represent all the islanders, not some blond-haired superhero. It’s cool that there’s a brown-skinned superhero.”
“Papahana Kuaola, located in the ahupuaʻa of Heʻeia in the ʻili ʻāina of Waipao, is a mālama ʻāina-based non-profit organization that is connecting the area’s past with a sustainable future.”- Papahana Kualoa
Ke Kai a Kahulumanu. The tsunami, of water perhaps? Of her raging magma perhaps? Eating, burning, and reforming everything in her path. Magma so furious it moved like the over swells of the ocean. #Hawaii #hnmop #hawaiian #kanaka #maoli #hula #island #home #paradise #luckywelivehawaii #hilife #culture #tradition #beauty #olapa #kumu #kumuhula #merriemonarch #mm2105 📷: @manamagazine
My ancestors were brainwashed to be ashamed of being Kanaka Maoli. They were brainwashed into thinking our religion was pagan and demonic, so they stopped worshiping our nā Atua. Now we worship a god that is against homosexuality. They were brainwashed into thinking the tapu system was unnecessary, so they torn down nā heiau. Now we build over and pollute our land. They were brainwashed into thinking our traditional clothing was sinful and useless, so they dressed and imitated white people. Now we wear ‘aloha shirts’ on ceremonial occasions. They were brainwashed to stop farming, hunting and using the land, so they stopped growing taro and catching fish. Now we eat fatty McDonalds and are overweight. They were brainwashed into thinking Hawaiian/Polynesian features were ugly, so they intermarried. Now we are part-this and part-that. They were brainwashed into thinking Hawaiian language was useless and had no place in the future, so they stopped passing it down. Now we mostly speak Pidgin. They were brainwashed into thinking our Islands are part of America, so they pledged allegiance. Now we believe we’re American and aren’t educated of what happened on January 17'th, 1893… However unlike the 2-3 generations before Me.. I am NOT ashamed to be a young Kanaka Maoli. I know what I am and where I come from. You can bet my children will know too.