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Maureen Unasa is a contrarian Samoan woman unravelling life, love and culture through the art of Samoan weaving

Schooling the developing frontal lobe

This was not the first post I wanted to make after one week back from my glorious trip back to the motherland.

R.E.S.P.E.C.T!

Seriously, do not mess with a big Samoan woman with a sore back minding her own business on the bus home. Physically and mentally I will beat your @$$ if you even contemplate taking me on.

Strong words of caution to any future college kids catching the local 3:40pm bus that I may be on in the future.

“I will school you in the practises of respect and being mindful of your surroundings”.

The public bus is not for your entertainment and engaging in crude conversations with each other back and forth. Have some self respect and if not, then for other paying users of public transportation especially the elderly that were en route with me.  Angels saved you today because your oversized back packs just missed knocking the heads of some of my fellow elderly commuters.

The public bus is not your school yard, a night club or your local pick up joint. If my children behave in such a manner anywhere in the world while I still breathe, I hope another caring individual will school them too AND let me know. Because when my child gets home, I will initiate the way of the jandal.

I will be contacting these schools tomorrow to advise that this disgusting behaviour needs to be addressed either in the home or at school.

I do not care much for your personal privacy if you are so invasive of my surroundings with your foul mouths and the eye sore of revealing your latest undies just to prove you have some on. I will school you, photograph you with the help of technology and place you up on the pedestal that you so desperately seek.

Attention is what you seek, then feel free (if you have the kahunas) to provide me your full name and your parents contact number.  I know how to make you FAMOUS!  Everyone can know how famous you are for being such an inconsiderate inappropriate human being.

Help yourself and sue me for invasion of privacy because the entertainment will add some more colour to my life.

Can all caring citizens who want to encourage self confident respectful youth (but not limited to) please stand up and speak up. Do not sit there and take it. Sometimes guidance requires some firm instructions from a stranger. The world does not revolve around these under developed developing frontal lobes which is why, when required I will speak up to assist in their development.

It matters not how old you are. If you are abusing my space and surroundings I will let you know.

“Shut the front door, you are not the only people on this bus!”

Christmas 2012 rocked

weaving purple heart lillies swhq
5 more to go then the centrepiece assembly can begin

Christmas day winding down with the unco (uncordinated) dj mixing attempt by child number two.  Gotta love her.  My biggest survivor but more importantly do-er of her best always.

Accompanying Miss UnCO is the beat boxing loop, “aye daddy” by the younger two helping daddy make apple pie to compliment the french vanilla ice-cream-the only thing left in our freezer.  Five more days before we take off so freezer is in operation empty mode.

Christmas morning began with big overwhelming extremely over exaggerated hugs and loud music while frying pikelets for breakfast.

The oldest child taking over pikelet duty freed mama and papa bear to bake two loaves of fresh bread and two banana cakes just because……Just because those were the ingredients at our disposal.

Grooving to a dramatic interpretation of Kelly Clarkson’s, “Since you’ve been gone” had my youngest daughter in fits of cute giggles.  Side butt bumping can seriously injure a 4 year old.

Potato bake prepared by oldest child while second child is in charge of basting the ham.  Third child on beverage duty. Specifically fruit punch using up last of the frozen berries that have added colour to the freezer for about a month.  Salad prepared on request. LOL.

Drunk on happYness and loaded up on gratitude makes for a very Merry Christmas day.

The rain pounding down added to a very welcomed relaxing Christmas day.  I love big family get togethers and am in my element when it comes to preparation and pulling out all the stops.  This year has been so intimate and personal that it may become a regular occurrence.  Like every four years maybe.

It’s very grounding.  Refreshing.  Who would have thought my kids would survive Christmas day with no thing prepared.

Plenty to eat and drink.  Having loads of fun and doing what we love.  Access allowed to consoles for today.  DJ daddy and unCO rocking the beats.  I even made a little island dress for my niece and obviously did some more weaving.

floral island dress with yellow woven flower
My youngest rocking her cousins new dress. Notice her woven flower 🙂

I have six more purple heart lillies to make and then assemble into centrepieces.  Moviethon and Weaveathon is now ON.

Apple pie and ice cream done and dusted.  Caught up on the family christmas celebrations and photos online.

Another Christmas and more beautiful memories locked in with more to follow.

Did I mention that we have had an all day pyjama party.  (Don’t judge LOl) Lucky we had no visitors or we would have to pretend we were not home. 😉

Rock on 2013 and beyond