My dad and his brother spent their childhood summers at Puako Lot 4. They ran across the red-hot a`a with fishing nets, catching manini and looking for sharks. The Black Tip Reef Sharks are my cousins. There is a legend in Puako that a still-born child from the Kaono family was put to rest in…
Category: Voices
Put Respect Into Recruitment
What is it like to be a Black varsity student-athlete at Yale? Exhausting. For any student-athlete, maneuvering through a schedule overflowing with events, practices, classes, and other extracurriculars is no easy feat. A student-athlete must constantly sacrifice their own desires and precious personal time to keep up with the day-to-day demands of being on a…
Great Value Punk
It was hard growing up punk on a budget. Punk then emo because my middle school pubescent rage turned into awkward angst once I started high school. It’s a strange sentiment because ideally, being part of the punk subculture was never supposed to be something one could or couldn’t afford. After emigrating to the states,…
Your Hair is not 4C if…
Your Hair is not 4C if you can cleanly run your hands through your hair Your Hair is not 4C if people don’t try to create a different hair category for you like “4z hair”. Your Hair is not 4C if you haven’t cried at a failed hairstyle attempt Your Hair is not 4C if…
Where I Come from We Eat Sitting Down
I don’t usually talk to taxi drivers. The man whose taxi I got in this morning surprised me with a conversation I would never forget. It’s not a superiority thing or anything of that nature, but growing up in an immigrant family in the US, if you couldn’t do something that you could’ve done on…