Sunday, March 30, 2008

All kinds of fun!

The BYUH "got talent" competition was a big success. Above is a shot of the clogging duo who performed as one of the acts.
This is a photo of Danni and Erica who were members of the second place act "the five talents"
My friends Rhonda, and Boon both came to watch the show.
The "Napalm Panthers of death" put on quite the show with their lipsynch to a bon jovi song.I was able to get a shot with the two winning dance groups: "Looney box" anf "the five talents"

It was a good day for Dolewhip.
Huki Lau cafe has some of the best breakfast food ever! Christy and I had to check it out.
My friend Hui Zhen is from Taiwan, and she invited me to celebrate the Chinese new year at a stake activity.
Fun at the Dole plantation.
My friend Rhonda and I at beach clean up!

The Saturday before easter, a few friends and I went to an egg hunt at Gunstock ranch. The hunt was just for kids, but the petting zoo was for everyone!
All suited up for skydiving!
Me and chinaman's hat at Kaneohe bay.
Enjoying Boba drinks from the Taiwan club at Foodfest '08.

Hard at work in the PCC.

Valley of the Temples

Last Wednesday, we celebrated Prince Kuhio day here in Hawaii, which meant no classes! A few friends and I took the bus to a beautiful place called Valley of the temples. It is in these secluded woods that a Buddhist temple was built to comemmorate the arrival of Japanese settlers to Hawaii hundreds of years ago. We all had a good time taking pictures and just relaxing in the chill environment.

Happy Birthday Kaycee!

This one is for you Kaycee (sort of a late birthday greeting)! This should help you put your birthday gift to good use. My friend Dez was happy to help teach you the art of poi. She is from Australia and performs in the New Zealand village where I work. Hope you like the poi!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Culture Night!

This was Australia club's tribute to The Wiggles, Steve Irwin, and even Kylie Manogue!
Lation club shook things up!
The Filipino club's traditional dance was very well done.
India club!
Me and two of the dancers from Thai club.
Christy (Left) and I with our friends in India club.
Heather and Hui Zhen performed in Taiwan club.
The Samoan club made hundreds of matching outfits for their number, and had a live band to back them up. It was one of the best presentations of the night!
One more shot of India club's dance number.

Every year, BYUH hosts a two night event called "culture night" where most of the different countries represented at the school perform. The display of traditional talent was amazing, and each act seemed to transport the audience to the country it represented. I snapped a few shots with some of the performers after the show and let them know how awesome they did.

Wicked-good weekend

This weekend really was pretty wicked. My friend Christy and I hit the beach, and then wandered the island for a while, looking for the next coolest thing. At Sunset beach, I enjoyed the ocean for the first time since I got here, and we even met a sea turtle! We took time to build a sand whale too which was fun. Humpbacks migrate through Hawaii this time of year, so it seemed only fitting to honor them through sand sculpture. After the beach we picked up some chocolate hapia (coconut) pie from Ted's bakery - crazy good! A friend had told us about a neat lookout point over Waimea bay, and luckily we ended up finding the place. During the short walk to the point, a full rainbow spanned the sky, and in those few seconds, we caught it on camera. We had a blast to say the least, and I look forward to what next weekend will bring!

Sunday, March 9, 2008

The weekly Sum

What a week! I wasn't sure I'd survive it all, but luckily, I made it out just fine. Our ward held a hoedown on Monday night complete with fried chicken and line dancing. It was a blast and I'm glad I was wrangled into going. I had planned to spend that entire night in the library studying for midterms, but an old MTC friend of mine convinced me to attend. I met some of the people in my ward who had been nameless to me prior to that night and we all had a good time.
Tuesday was packed mostly with studying, and Wednesday I took my math midterm. By Thursday, I was beginning to get a little nervous about my chemistry exam, so with the math exam passed, I focused all my studies on molar conversions and polyatomic ions. Between 19 hours of work and all of my classes, I somehow managed to squeeze in time for a rehearsal of my talent show number "Fever" which I performed Friday night. The talent show was a blast and I was impressed with the quality of the acts that performed. They were all very very good. The rush of performing on stage again was great, but what I did Saturday was even more thrilling. Eight of my friends and I finally coordinated and went skydiving! I jumped out of the plane with my tandem at 14,300 ft elevation. We fell at 130 mph, then accelerated to 150mph before opening the parachute. The free fall lasted about 1 minute and the memory of it will last a lifetime. It has certainly been a great week!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sweet Job

Here are some snapshots of the shop at the Polynesian Cultural Center where I work. The tiki or "Popo" as they're called is one I started last week. I also made the two "paddles" on the right shown in the photo. The other shots are of different weapons we sell in the shop and there is really only one way to describe them- totally sweet! There are some gnarly pieces displayed and its a really cool place to work.

Second place

BYUH hosted a Founder's Day essay contest last month that I decided to enter. I'm not much of a writer, but I assembled my thoughts on "Becoming an instrument of peace" and suprisingly produced a work that was named second place in the competition. I was shocked at the news as I haven't written essays in years, but grateful for the honor. I suppose its a bit easier to articulate a point through writing when the topic is something personal.

Patterns of Peace
Kent D. Carollo
February 1, 2008

Studying how to carve traditional Maori figures has granted me insight on how to establish patterns of peace in the world. A simple curve carved on a wooden surface spreads breathtaking designs when repeated. Like strokes in the wood, patterns of peace are made in the world by learning, living, and leaving a legacy of goodness that can be repeated to create a masterpiece.
Maori master carvers pass their craft from generation to generation by teaching ancestral patterns, designs and history to young pupils. Students learn to carve basic shapes that can be repeated to generate full works of art. My apprenticeship as a cultural artisan has taught me to learn from those who are expert at their craft. Ascertaining peace-promoting qualities has been most successful when I have learned them from those who have mastered them.
Before I knew how to spell the word “honest” I knew its meaning from observing my father. He was an artisan of integrity who had been practicing the skills of truthfulness for years. I never saw him lie, cheat or steal, and if he ever caught me attempting such a scheme, he would help me understand why I should choose to do otherwise. My father’s fine workmanship etched patterns of peace in me. Because he was trustworthy he too could trust. Because he cared for others, others cared for him. Because he lived honestly, I learned honesty.
Absorbing the history of detailed Maori figures and eye-balling the intricate work of other carvers, while helpful, has not been enough to transform me into a carver, myself. I’ve had to practice the simple strokes I’ve been taught to bring patterns out of the wood.
He was the brother of a good friend, but somehow that still didn’t change the fact that I’d be lying. “If you would just write a note saying that I completed the community service through your church, then I won’t have to worry about this mess anymore,” he pleaded. I wanted to help my friend’s brother, but the truth was he hadn’t performed any of the twenty-four hours of service required for his release from probation. I knew I had to be honest. I explained my motives for rejecting his request, and apologetically hung up the phone, knowing I had lived by what I’d learned. That simple decision and others that followed engraved my identity with a design visible to those around me. A pattern of peace.
The visual legacies left by ancient and modern artisans of New Zealand are irrefutably marked in their wooden works. The skills they acquired throughout their lifetimes speak in the curl and flow of their masterpieces. Long after their departure from the world, their patterns remain to inspire and educate those following in their footsteps.
A letter came just a few weeks after I returned home, and I was surprised to see that it was addressed directly to my parents and not me. My father opened the envelope wondering, as I was, what my old companion would be writing for. “Dear Brother and Sister Carollo…” my father started. “I wanted to write to let you know what an example your son has been to me….” The words of my former mission companion were unexpected. I sat in awe wondering how anyone would consider me an example, and yet the words of the letter were clear. The marks of my patterns must have been bolder than I thought. I suppose lines of my lifestyle had been carved out as I learned from so many people in the past two years. Designs I had once studied were now emerging in me for others to draw from. Patterns of peace I had learned and lived were beginning to define my legacy.
To learn the sacred scrawls of the Maori people takes time and practice. Learning to be an instrument of peace in the world demands the same discipline. Peace is not immediate. It starts with simple behaviors like honesty, which are learned, practiced, and passed on to others, making righteous ripples in the surface of humanity. I have learned peace from those who know it. I have strived to live by the knowledge I’ve acquired, and to practice daily those attributes that will leave a legacy to inspire the hearts of those around me. I am not a master of the craft, but merely an apprentice learning to carve patterns of peace.