Saturday, December 27, 2014

B-a-n-a-n-a-s

It is December 27th.  Usually, I am spending the day in the mountains finding the best trees that my skis can find.  This year, however, is different.  I spent part of the morning with the banana trees in our back yard.  Three of the trees have stalks of fruit hanging on them.

I'm not quite sure when to harvest the bananas.  In Logan, grapes, raspberries, and apples were easy.  I knew what they looked like when ripe.  I knew the harvest time due to the season, the chill of fall, the frost.  Hawaii has no chill of fall or frost.  Thus, I was left to information I could find online.  I'm not quite sure I got it right.  However, I had a lot of fun harvesting the first batch.

To start, the tree is about 25 ft. tall.  My step stool wouldn't reach.  I can't jump that high.  I'm not agile enough to climb the stalk (even if it could hold my weight). A friend had told me how they partially cut the tree, lean it to the ground, then harvest the banana stalk at that point.  Good idea.  Banana trees are quite easy to cut through, very soft.  Step 1 accomplished.  Lowering the tree to the ground was not quite as easy.  It's tall and deceptively heavy.  However, step 2 accomplished without making banana mash the natural way.  After that, it was easy enough to cut the banana stalk off the main trunk and hang in in the lanai to allow the bananas to ripen.




I hear green bananas can be boiled and eaten.  I might try that.  However, I am really hoping to see some nice yellow showing up in the lanai.  Fresh bananas are the best.  Don't believe me, come visit us in Laie.  We'll let you cut down the next batch.

Surfing Safari...

the Banzai Pipeline... 
  • Mecca of the surfing world.
  • Monster waves during the winter months.
  • 15 minutes from our house, by car.
  • 20 minutes by bus.
  • Host to the Billabong Pipe Masters competition.
  • Where to find the best surfers in the world last week.
Surf contests are scheduled events. However, they aren't scheduled in the traditional, Tuesday at 10 am way.  It's more like... we will hold the event sometime within this three week timespan.  We'll let you know at 7 AM any day we think the waves will be worthy of the best surfers in the world.  Last Friday was one of those days.

The Billabong Pipe Masters competition was on.  Final rounds leading up to the final.  The best surfers in the world.  The best pipe wave in the world.  Fans who traveled half way around the world.  All this, only a 20 minute bus ride from my house.  I had to go.





And, by the way... having a pet pig on the beach is not a strange sight.  Meet Kamu, the surfing pig.  You can check out his video. 


Monday, December 15, 2014

Graduation Week....


Current student & security guard.  Future graduate!
This week was my first university graduation as a faculty member.  I have to admit.  It is different. There is still the same giddiness as when I was a student... excitement for the ceremony, pomp and circumstance of graduation day.  Excitement for the accomplishment of goals that have taken years of hard work to accomplish.  For me, it was great to be on the side of graduation to do the congratulating.  I love being a faculty member.  I love my students.

SOE Graduation Banquet

The week started with a wonderful dinner celebrating the graduates from the College of Education.  Food was eaten, speeches were given, and accomplishments celebrated.  One of my favorite moments came from our students from the Marshall Islands.  These sweet ladies leave their homes, families, and teaching jobs to study at BYUH for six months of the year.  They learn in a language foreign to them in an community vastly different from their own.  At the end of this experience, these sweet ladies sang to us... fellow students and faculty. It was one of those moments that brings tears to the eyes, a beautiful song full of gratitude, joy, and thanks.  Additionally, these sweet ladies made shell leis and presented them to the SOE faculty.  I was honored, especially given the fact that none of these ladies were in any courses I taught this semester.

University Graduation Banquet

Most universities are able to celebrate their graduates at a department level.  BYUH is able to celebrate everyone at a university level through an open invitation to all graduates and their families.  A great buffet is served.  Photos and video memories are shared on the big screen.  

Then the speakers started.  At most banquets, a hush would come over the crowd during the speeches given by fellow graduates.  However, at BYUH the volume stayed the same.  Conversational voices could be heard throughout the audience. Some people were annoyed and a few "shhh" could be heard through the audience.  But, if you were paying close attention, you knew the conversational din in the audience was the voices of students translating the speaker's words for their non-English speaking family and friends. It was touching to see this act of service from BYUH students.  Remember, these non-English speaking family and friends had traveled a long distance.  The closest land (San Francisco) is a 5 hour flight.  Most of these families had flown from Asia, the Pacific, and other areas of the world to celebrate their student's accomplishments.  How could you not appreciated and be humbled by the noise generated by these translators?  They were heeding the BYUH motto, "Enter to Learn. Go Forth To Serve." Service indeed!

And then, the end comes.  All graduates are asked to gather on stage.  This is Hawaii.  This is tradition.  This is when the BYUH community can sing "Aloha ʻOe" (Farewell to Thee) to honor the hard work put in by these students.  Aloha 'Oe is the Hawaiian version of "God Be With You Till We Meet Again."  It has a long history, having been written and composed by Hawaii's last monarch, and only queen regent of the Kingdom of Hawaii, Queen Liliuokalani.  It is touching to listen to.

An added bonus this year... students were serenaded by Joseph W. Ah Quin, a wonderful singer.  You may know him as Moki, Mahana's father from the movie Johnny Lingo.  Forget the cow bargaining, this man can sing.  A beautiful farewell dinner to BYUH graduates.

Graduation Day at BYUH

Graduation day in Laie starts the same as most any other college.  Faculty line up.  Students line up.  Parents find a seat.  Faculty march into the auditorium followed by students with pomp and circumstance playing in the background.  Speeches are given. Musical numbers are performed.  Finally, the big moment arrives.  Names are read and hands are shaken.  Parents try to control their excitement and stifle their shouts of enthusiasm.  Everyone stands.  Faculty march outside and the scene now varies from most universities.


Once outside, faculty form a lane through which the recently appointed graduates will pass.  Not so unusual. However, right behind the faculty are the throngs of parents, friends, and well-wishers who wait giddily with excitement. Behind them a Polynesian drum ensemble are playing, providing a tremendous amount of energy to an already exciting event.  On the roads leading into campus, lei stands line the roads.  Leis of all types are for sell:  flower, leaf and flower, leaf, candy, popcorn, toys, balloons.

BYU SOE Graduates from Hong Kong that I get to work with.
Out walk the graduates.  Persistent family and friends reach over faculty to add leis onto students.  Students shake hands and give hugs to faculty. A few tears are shed.  I shake hands and offer congratulations to students who I have never met but just want to thank any faculty member in the line.  When students make it out of the line ore family and friends await.  AND THE LEIs BEGIN... On the mainland, a person may receive a nice lei or two in honor of an event.  In Laie, students receive enough leis to make the weight felt.  Some student have so many leis, they cannot walk.  They simply stand and pose for pictures.

It is a true celebration.  A time for students to feel the joy of accomplishment.  A time family and friends to be proud.  A time to wear a lot of leis.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

To Do List...

My winter To Do list in Laie is a little bit different.  The winter chores back in Logan included:
  • Swapping the lawnmower for the snowblower.
  • Making sure the snowblower was ready for a 6 am start.
  • Waxing the skis.
  • Wrapping the deck furniture in tarps to protect from incoming snowstorms.
  • Doing a snow dance in hopes for the beginning of ski season.
This year, I mowed the lawn on December 6th.  Its a bit strange to comprehend that the lawnmower is usually tucked into the back of the shed, waiting out the snowstorms.  This year the lawnmower was running full speed to keep the yard spruced up in time for Christmas.  Did I mention that I also ate a fresh banana?  It had been hanging in our garage to ripen after being cut  from the tree last week.  I also cleaned out the bird of paradise plants in our front yard.  I also cleaned out some banana trees, trimmed some rogue vines, and chased a few chickens around our yard for fun.

We also made our way to a Christmas tree farm.  Yes, they have them in Hawaii.  We shopped for a tress while wearing flip flops and tshirts.  It was great not worrying about gloves, boots, and hats.  The tree is great.  Betsy is in the process of decorating it for the holidays.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Small Blessings...

God blesses us in so many little ways.  For instance, we've been living in Laie for a few weeks.  Thanks to the hospitality of BYUH, we've had a borrowed mattress that has kept us from sleeping on the floor.  However, hospitality is like leftovers, the longer it goes on, the less appealing it gets. So, we purchased a new mattress.  A really nice mattress as it turns out.  A mattress that pulls you into the bed and whispers in your ear that you should stay in bed just a little bit longer.  A mattress that has magical power to take away aches and pains overnight.

For those of you not aware of the location and 'status' of Laie relative to the rest of Oahu... Laie is 'the country.'  We have a decent size grocery store, a small but well stocked hardware store.  Looking for a Home Depot, Walmart, or other large supplier of goods?  For that, you have to go 'to town.'  And by town we mean to the opposite end of the island.  Laie is just about as far away from Honolulu as you can get.  Thus, it is just about as far away from the major stores as you can get.  It is a 45 minute drive to the nearest Walmart on a good traffic day.  However, there are so many things that can make traffic not so good... getting behind a tourist who wants to savor the view at 10 mph under the 35 mph speed limit.  Getting behind the line of cars on their way to the North Shore because the surf is good.  Getting behind the line of cars that are also going to town.  You get the idea.

The mattress was delivered.  We were happy.  However, our bed frame needed a few more of those wooden slats in order for the new mattress to be happy.  What were our options?

  • Drive 1 hour to town and buy some slats.  Figure out how to transport 8 ft long slats in our small, compact car back to Laie.  Drive 1 hour  back to Laie.  Figure out how to cut slats to the right length using the small collection of tools I have (screwdriver, pliers)
  • Buy some slats at the local hardware store.  Pay x2 the price of buying the slats in town. Figure out how to transport 8 ft long slats in our small, compact car back to home. OR Walk with slats 5 minutes down the road to home. Figure out how to cut slats to the right length using the small collection of tools I have (screwdriver, pliers)
Either way, the challenges were a little overwhelming.  Cue the small blessings...  Our neighbors, the Comptons are moving into a new house in a few weeks.  They have slowly been moving things over to their house and it was time for a garage sale.  I walked over to see if they needed help.  Guess what they had?  Wood that could be used for slats!  Yes, God blessed us by making the journey of the slats only a few driveway away.

But, God was not done.  The wood was a few feet too long.  When I mentioned to the Comptons that I was going to walk over to the hardware store to buy a hand saw, they immediately showed me the power saw that was also part of the garage sale.  A few minutes later, I had the slats and a saw sitting in our garage.  A few hours later, the wood was cut, the slats were installed, the mattress properly supported, the Johnsons were blessed and happy.  

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Mango Bliss

I ate a mango today.  Not just any mango but the FIRST mango picked from one of the two mango trees in our back yard.  Up to this point, I've always stood over the mango bin at the grocery store in Utah staring, squeezing, smelling, and trying to figure out what the color of the ideal mango is.  In Utah, my chance at getting a sweet, juicy, ripe mango was about 40%

My process in Laie is thus...

  1. Stare longingly at the half a dozen green mangoes in the two trees in our backyard.
  2. Find a step stool and a long stick to help me get one of the green mangoes out of the tree and into my hand.
  3. Set the green mango, which was rock hard on the kitchen counter.
  4. Wait 10 days, gently squeezing the mango daily to judge its squishiness.
  5. When patience runs out, peel and slice the mango.
  6. Enjoy sweet, joyful bliss of a home grown mango.
Even better, I put some mango slices in the stash of fresh pineapple in the fridge.  By lunchtime, it was heavenly pineapple/mango bliss.  Better than candy.

The rest of the mangos on our trees do not have a chance. Next up, bananas... the first showed up on the tree a week ago.