Woke up: Chula Vista Marina, Chula Vista, California
Went to sleep: Chula Vista Marina, Chula Vista, California
Carol, My friend from Moloka’i
Purely by coincidence, my friend, Carol, whom I met when we lived on Moloka’i, is in San Diego visiting her family this week. Since I have no car, everyone is forced to come to the Chula Vista Marina if they want to see me. Most people don’t complain.
Carol and I have been friends for over 15 years. When we both lived and taught school on Moloka’i we used to hike down to Kalaupapa each Thursday afternoon after school.
For those of you who don’t know, Kalaupapa is a peninsula on the north shore of Moloka’i. This peninsula is separated from the rest of the island by some of the tallest sea cliffs in the world. These cliffs form a natural barrier between the Kalaupapa peninsula and “Topside” Moloka’i.
When leprosy arrived in the Hawaiian Islands, King Kamehameha V banished anyone with the disease to the isolated peninsula. Since 1866, more than 8,000 people, mostly Hawaiians, have lived and died at Kalaupapa. Once a prison, Kalaupapa is now a refuge for the few remaining residents who are now cured, but were forced to live their lives in isolation.
For a fascinating story of the “leper colony” and its inhabitants, specifically one young girl, Rachel Kalama, who was banished to the colony in the fourth grade, you should read, Moloka’i by Alan Brennert.
Carol and I sat by the pool in the afternoon and then she was treated to my awesome spaghetti. We later joined Peter in the hot tub. Carol has promised to visit us in Mexico and now she can’t get out of it since this is in print.