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From BAMBOO RIDGE Number 84, 25th Anniversary Edition

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Friday, May 02, 2014 4:17 PM


Here are prompts for May:


1. Hurricane Iwa had struck during my senior year in high school and Iniki had been much stronger.
From “Beautiful Kawai,” by Danelle Cheng

2. take root and blossom forth in native soil
From “Press Down,” by Keith Kalani Akana

3. familial protection
From “Of Chestnut Kings and Faerie Queens,” by Margo Berdeshevsky

4. talk about a Kodak moment
From “Over the Falls,” by John Clark

5. your order of raw fish, I hate to correct you, is really “sashimi,” not “sushi”
From “Eratta,” by R. Zamora Linmark

6. it feels like I am always dreaming of your coming and going
From “How Memory Enters,” by Jennifer Santos Madriaga

7. all the mangoes and papayas you could eat
From “Beautiful Ilocano,” by Noel Abubo Mateo

8. see but don't touch
From “Tomoe Ame,” by Mavis Hara

From “Toyo Theater Samurai,” by Nealson Sato:

      For Hiro and me, Saturdays were magical reprieves from the universe of Miss Fujikami, Mrs. Silva, and the other 40-year DPI (later DOE) veterans at Kalihi Waena Elementary. No spelling tests were given on Saturdays, no Weekly Reader discussed, No Science in Action reviewed. No one had detention in Mr. Robello’s office and no one got beat up by Yolanda Ah Sing.
      Instead, on these Saturdays, we would go over to each other’s house. I preferred going over to his house because his family was rich. His father worked at Pearl Harbor and, according to my mother, he must have made a lot of money because Hiro’s mom didn’t have to work. Whenever I went over to Hiro’s, she was always cleaning the house, sewing, or making something good for us to eat and giving us Double Cola or Dairyman’s ice cream sandwiches, the kind that my sister would buy after school at Yama’s Market if we had money. My father and mother would both be working on Saturdays, and at my house we were lucky if we had Exchange orangeade or ice cake made from Kool-Aid and Jell-O. Even at Halloween, while my house gave out bubble gum, butterscotch, or the tiny box of Chiclets that had two pieces in it, Hiro’s mom handed out real-sized Baby Ruth or Snickers. All the kids made sure they trick-or-treated at Hiro’s house.

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