I was so happy to read the story in the Star Bulletin about Kunia. Koo-nee-AH. KU-nee-ah. If you’re old school, if you are true to da pidgin English, IF you from Kunia - dey say: KOON-yuh!
http://starbulletin.com/2008/05/29/news/story01.html
One plantation village saved. They have the greatest view and it would be so sad to see that place riddled with condos and so miss labled - AFFORDABLE HOUSING. In whose lifetime? But I digress.
I have a lot of fond memories of Kunia. My first job was there. My bestest friends are from there. I think I was 12 or 13, when I first went to Kunia. I got drugged there, you know back in da day wen parents say WE going here or there. There was no debate, you just went like it or not, go or get licking and you going still end up going so may as well just go. We went for a rosary/prayer thingee watchamacallit. What was its a catholic thing? Hmmmm
Santa Catalina? No its not Santa like Santa Clause, you have to use your bookbook Spanish accent: Sun-TAH KahTAHleenah. LOL Or something to that effect.
We had to pray then eat. Cause you know if you are gonna make people pray, you betta feed’um. Kunia has a lotta mana’o. It juss does. I think that has to do with aina and the people there. It is rich in “stories.” I always think I know plenny stories about Kunia anden I hear my friends tawkstory and its too much fun.
Kunia people are…. FUNNY. Drama, dysFUNction, like any other small village town, its where everybody knows your business before you do.*L* Anyway back in day da day was la dat.
I was reading the comments made about the article and some of that shitjusspiss the crap outta me. Cause everything is political and its all about something else and dis dat an the other. Kunia is not getting developed into a Mililani, you guys cannot just be happy about dat? Kunia remaining as is for now, people no have to get uprooted and move to “affordable” housing.
Kunia has all these landmarks & notable places nothing thats on a map or anything; Pregnant Lady, Tree Rocks lol Three Rocks, da bridge wit da crying baby. Some of the stuff I was told was BS, cause I was da outsider and my friends told me anykine lolo stuff that I kinda believed and moe worst I remember.
Like last time I was talking story with my #1 Kunia friend; I asked “Woteva happened to da hermit dat live up in da mountains?” She looked at me like I was nuts, “wot hermit?” I told her da stories dey told me. She looks at me and says “you know I tink we told you plenny bull lie-ya kine stories yeah; moe worst you rememba’um.” *L*
Kunia Store was da place to be wen pau hana in da pineapple fields. OH as da only place get. Our Luna & ada peoples use to call us da Hollywood gang. Had all da 15-16yr olds from Kunia and me; instead of wearing goggles on da truck us all wore sunglasses. We were bad. LOL Anden we would put our goggles over our sunglasses, da luna use to come check if get space on da side. If get space gotta hemo da sunglasses but if da goggles touching against da skin den ok. Speaking of Lunas, who was my luna? HAJIMI!
Anden I had Mr. Funai too. Mr. Funai was one teacha from Wailua HS I think. He was funny. One of da ada girls from Waipahu, even doe her Filipino her last name was O’Clary. Mr. Funai was like ha’come Filipino get Irish last name, I going make my name O’Funai moe betta. I had fun working pineapple fields. One lesson I learned working pineapple field is no drink in da hot sun cause da pineapple fields start moving up and down ja’like waves.
One person in Kunia use to call me Gawjess. Too funny, Timoche. I neva mean to get him all “messed up” on Boonseberry or Key Largo or woteva cheap wine had at SS’s graduation party. Bugga was walking down 2nd street (or is it 3rd) yelling for GAWjess. Nobody could figgah out who GAWjess was including me. Who knew? Dey took him home and next ting you know he was walking down da street looking fo’GAWjess. GAWjess you get som’moe fo’drink, you my friend hah GAWjess? *L* Cause see way earlier, Timoche was sitting next to me and we talking country right so people pass da bottle or cup around share. So if I got it I pass it to Timoche, I neva know everytime I gave it to him he would drink. I didn’t drink all da time, I pass’um on. Well somebody drank enough for both of us. Good memories.
Kunia is funny la dat. One of my ada Kunia friends wants her ashes spread on the yard of the house that she grew up in (YEAH RD! lol). Um’ hello, somebody still stay live deya? *L* Kunia people are da best. Da stories are even betta. hehehehhe
Get Kunia Village reunion every other year (the even years) at where else; California Hotel in Las Vegas. They just had one this past May so the next one is first weekend May 2010. I like go just to hea da stories…….
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