After arriving back to Elon, and taking time to process my experience in Hawai’i I am surprised by how much I learned. While I had very few expectations going into the class, I was anticipating that I already had a basic understanding of most of what I was going to learn. I felt that after the fall class, I had a strong grasp on the story; and that most Hawai’ian I spoke to would all react the same way. I was expecting a tropical paradise with nice beaches, beautiful sunrises, and palm trees. So when we arrived in Waikiki, I was not very shocked by what I saw. High rise resorts, beaches packed with tourists, and over-priced American restaurants were the first things I noticed. However, as I walked and ran around the city I began to notice a large number of people who appeared to be homeless. I found that to be a common thread with each island we visited. I am grateful that we visited so many different locations, as it gave me the chance to process the diversity among the islands. With each trip we made, my understanding of Hawai’i began to shift. While it is the beautiful paradise that we all envision, there is so much more than meets the eye. Below the thin veil of tourism, lies many social issues and a complex and reemerging culture.
After speaking with Jamaica Osorio and Noah, I learned more about the sustainability problems on the island. This information was what I was most surprised to learn. It felt that everyone we spoke to told us how Hawai’i imports almost 90% of their foods. I was devastated when Noah mentioned that “affordable housing” was around 600,000 dollars a year. It was towards the end of the trip when I began to thread all of the pieces together, and grasp a true understanding of Jamaica’s statement that education is the answer to everything, and cultural sovereignty must occur before Hawai’i can ever be its own nation. I began to recognize that almost all of the homeless people I saw were native Hawai’ians, not haloes. As I spoke to more natives, I began to realize that many of them did not go to college. They couldn’t afford it. Instead they finished high school and got a job in order to afford the cost of living. Hawai’ians have become second rate citizens in their own nation. The land that is so very sacred to the survival of their culture is being bought up by foreigners who just don’t understand, and don’t care to. The solution to this crisis is as Jamaica mentioned, education. Hawai’ians need to become more educated on their culture and on the state of their nation. A better system must be devised for obtaining food. If more people learn about the past, they will be inspired to fight for a better future for their people.
My second biggest take away was the sacredness of place in the Hawai’ian culture. In one of the articles we read, the author argues that because the Hawai’ians are so connected to their land, the American people treated them as if they were a part of it, and built right over the top of them. American culture values land as real estate, but to Hawai’ians land is family, land is part of you. This is clear through the langue, as there are many different words to describe sacred places. It was also a common theme when we visited Heiaus. Pu’a, Ranger Wendy, and Mikahala all discussed this value with us. Each time I was moved, and I could feel the energy in those places. After reading the final article, this lesson really stuck me, as it was something I was not expecting to learn.
Overall, I had a life changing experience in Hawai’i. I feel responsible for sharing the story and helping other people to recognize the value of the nation