I have five hula sisters here. We've danced side-by-side since I moved here.
I love them.
Mitzi, who I stand next to, and always with a smile on her face no matter how hard it is.
Leialoha, who has danced with Ms. Alama since she was a very little girl.
Elsie, sweet, kind Elsie, at 93 years young actually will practice.
Nancy, with her daughters, have taken hula from Ms. Alama the longest and been at every studio.
Every week we climb those 31 stairs and sometimes would rather sit and talk story
than dance...but we end up dancing.
Last Saturday Elsie wanted to go out to lunch, her choice. So we ended up
at Burger King. They make me laugh because they've got it wired...junior whopper
with extra lettuce and tomatoes (because Burger King doesn't charge for extras).
We sat and enjoyed just talking and in comes Ms. Alama and Makaleka to
also have lunch. She was telling us how much she liked Burger King for
all those same reasons as "her girls".
Hula Sisters are as close as real sisters but we're bound together not by blood,
but by the love of hula.
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