Monday, October 15, 2007

Moana Street

Now some may call me sentimental for writing this blogg, but I can remember when my family moved across town. I was 8 and it seemed to me my world had fallen apart. I remember going over to our house and sitting on the front porch and crying…for a about a week. Such a tragedy, but I feel for that 8 year old Moana Street was his world. I would come and play every day for years as most of my friends lived there. As I grew I never was able to cut the ties that ran so deep. Still today my dearest friends come from that time and that street. When I came back from England when I was 18 I sat at the top of the street for hours looking down it remembering all those childhood memories. Each time I come back to Laie I take a moment to walk down the street smiling as I pass place that memories are still so vivid. Only those who grew up there can fully understand what I am talking about. I guess that’s why I figured this blogg would be a great place to share stories and thoughts about those times. I often wonder if the magic of the street carried over through the years for the other kids, if Zorro lived on, if the Turkey bowl and go water still were favorite pass times and if the drain still held the secrets of late night conversations? I remember a few years ago Quinn Curran and I were reminiscing and the subject of his banyan tree came up… How the heck did nobody get seriously injured, Eric Fason fell right down on a root…ouch. Anyway for those of you who understand I hope you join in and share the memories of the place I will forever consider home. Moana Street.

3 comments:

  1. JAD~ I LOVE THAT YOU STARTED THIS BLOG! DID YOU JUST ADMIT THAT QUIN WAS ZORRO? I ALWAYS WONDERED THAT! I TOO HAVE VERY FOND MEMORRIES OF OUR MOANA STREET! THE FIRST TIME I HAD THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF ME FALLING FROM THE CURRANS TREE!(o.k. NOT SO FOND, BUT A MEMEORY NONE THE LESS) I WILL ALWAYS BE THANKFUL FOR OUR FRIENDSHIPS THAT WERE FORMED ON THAT STREET! OUR OWN "TARABITHIA"- MAHALO, JENJER

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  2. I was laughing so hard, and got emotional reading about those days of playing go-water. When we moved to Orem we taught that game to the kids on our street, and that became a night time summer game ritual on 280 east. So, I guess even though we don't live on Moana street anymore, we can still bring those fun memories wherever we go and keep those traditions alive. Also when we moved here my mom still used her witch costumer for Halloween. Thanks for writing about those memories, it's so fun to read. :)

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