Red Dirt

My first game wasn’t at home. I ran to center-field holding the yellow softball. My shoes still clean with no trace of dirt. I pull my socks up over my smooth, un-scarred knees. I tuck in my shirt and smile because it’s red. I’m nervous, my body is cold, but I do not sweat. It’s […]

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What David Malo Means to Me

In the Future, every student will get to be David Malo for fifteen minutes. For the low price of admission, every pupil, regardless of race, culture, gender, and age, will climb through the portal into David Malo’s educated Hawai`ian brain. In the multi-cultural theme park called David Malo Land, you will spend your youth in […]

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