My Kiribati, my soul

The culture seeps into my soul, like coconut oil being gently rubbed into my skin. The smells of salt, rotting rubbish, raw fish, sugar, bananas, dirt, sand, dead dogs, sweet toddy, bars of velvet soap, coconut oil, salted smoke fish, soy sauce and fresh bread buns. The sounds of cards slapping the floor on the…

Te Toonati (Kiribati Donuts)

I’ve been writing long enough to know that the writing mojo comes in waves. Sometimes it’s there and sometimes it isn’t. It’s so frustrating when it isn’t, but it will pass. So, I’ve decided to pass the buck somewhat. Instead of forcing something that’s not there, I have asked my mum to write down her recipe for Kiribati donuts.

Kiribati architecture and design

The canoe is made by the men in the village, but this couldn’t be done without relying on the strength and quality of the women’s rope. A thought which I find so wonderful 🙂

Teaote & The Wall

I have written a children’s book. It is a Kiribati story, with Kiribati characters and told with a Kiribati heart. It is called Teaote & The Wall.

350 Pacific and the Climate Warriors

I feel more comfortable using the written word to express my thoughts than to stand in front of people that are going about their business with a sign accusing their corporation for ruining the world. But that all changed this week.

Where are you going?

They will laugh at you. Most of the time you won’t know what you’ve done to make them laugh. Just roll with it and don’t take it as a personal insult – they just laughing. You’ll get used to it.

A very Islander week.

  I’ve had a very islander week this week.  Well as much as one can while living and working in a city.  Before I tell you about the two wonderful events I went to this week, I’d like to mention one thing.  Obviously, we all have our own personality traits which make up our own…

Aren’t we all the same?

When I was in Kiribati last October, I also had a close friend of mine working for an Aboriginal community in the middle of Northern Territory.  We met each other when we were both living in Manchester, UK in 2009 and our friendship began when she came up to me at work (we had started…

Living among the ancestors (and people with no teeth)

As most of you know 11th November is Remembrance day. In Kiribati, it is also Remembrance day but they take it to another level. On the 11th everyone goes to the graves of their deceased family members and decorates the grave. They clean the area, decorate it with coconut leaves and balloons and then cover…