As a boy in Majuro

As a boy in Majuro I would wake up every morning hearing the sound of roosters crowing in the morning and the smell of bubu’s(grandma) cooking of delicious pandanus bread and coconut bread pudding. I and my younger brother would race to the kitchen to see who taste the first piece of pandanus bread from the oven bubu had just baked. As a boy in Majuro me and my younger brother would chase the neighbors or the alaps(landowners) roosters  on our front lawn, we would catch two or three roosters and lock them up in a small pen hut we had built from wooden cardboards and tin we had found.

                As a boy in Majuro every Sunday I and my family would go to church. The smell of sweet strong scent of coconut oil and hearing the singing from the bible song made me feel happy and joyful especially hearing the beautiful sound of mother singing right next to me gave me comfort and peace.  After church we would visit our relatives and eat over or go bubu’s house for an evening rest or sleep over.

                As a boy in Majuro I would go bubu’s  house in the weekend clean yard,  if I don’t go bubu’s gonna work hard so I would help her carry and clean, and always have chores around  her house. As a boy in Majuro i am happy to live right next to the ocean, as a boy in Majuro I am lucky and proud to be whom I am and where I am from.