this is my life.
Oh Divine Master, grant that I might seek
Not so much to be consoled, as to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
Not so much to be loved, as to love another.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Do we choose
those we like, they are good.
Should I be an instrument
that grows and blooms today.
I like the stream, but when
Give me strong ropes and
give me steps.
One day the rain is clear
and the clouds disappear.
All I have is a hope filled way
into time and back.
September 29th marked the 4 year anniversary of the tsunami that hit Samoa in 2009. The worst documented natural disaster ever to hit Samoa. Around 100 people in my district died during the storm. It is remarkable the resilience of these people and it is phenomenal how they rose above the devastation.
We celebrated Samoan culture the second to the last week of term 3. There were traditional Samoan speeches, dances, cooking, and crafts. These are the photos that document this wonderful event. It was so fun to be a part of, but all I did was sit back and watch. What I really love about the Samoan culture, that I start to see more and more of is the utilitarian mindset they really have. It is not one man out for himself. They have a word against that kind of behavior called “fia poko”, meaning show off. It is not about how one person can be a star, but more often it is about the most amount of good for the most amount of people.