The “Test”

Went to the middle school campus today to be interviewed by two 8th graders for a math project. This happened during the 7th grade lunch period. I saw a whole bunch of former students in the hallway. Unfortunately, I was confronted with the dreaded “Do you remember my name?” test.

Now those of you who know me are well aware that I have a pretty poor memory….especially with names. And those of you who are teachers are also aware that it absolutely crushes a student when you forget them. Being caught off guard, my brain froze for a nanosecond.

….but only for a nanosecond! Somehow, I miraculously rattled off her first AND last name, AND her favorite food. Her jaw dropped. Seeing that I was “on a roll,” I continued to ask if there were anything else that she wanted to know about herself….

Good job by me.

Living in Waikele….

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….is pretty sweet. The weather is always nice. We have the best neighbors, the Calbero’s on one side and the Nakashima’s on the other. Waikele is located in upper Waipahu near Pearl Harbor. I live about 20 minutes from town (50 minutes during rush hour.) Waikele is best known for its shopping center, The Waikele Premium Outlets.

Give Me a Sign….

When I first started attending Hope Chapel West Oahu, I asked God for a sign. God is faithful. He gave me four signs….

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When Pastor Randy found out that I lived across the street from church, he asked me to join the street signs crew. I take my four signs out every Friday afternoon and pick them up on Sunday afternoon. I place them on designated street corners in the neighborhood. My dad usually comes along and rides shotgun. This has been a blessing because dad feels a sense of ownership for the church. Next time you see us driving around Waikele, honk your horn….

My Guitars….

I love to play guitar. It’s definitely one of my passions. I used to play on the worship team at church. Now I play more at school functions. I’m not all that good, but not too terrible either. Actually, I’m good enough to fool “some of the people most of the time.”

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I have three guitars. The one on the left is my “beach” guitar or “beater.” It’s a scratched-up 1970 Martin D-28. It has rosewood back & sides. I use it for church camps and school field trips.

The one in the middle is my “A” guitar. It’s a Martin D-18GE. It has mahogany back & sides. The tone is absolutely amazing. My friends don’t even know that I have it because it never leaves the house….

The one on the right is my “stage” guitar. It’s a Taylor 310 with koa back & sides. I use it when I need to plug into an amp or PA system. It has good electronics and is the easiest to play. It also looks really cool….dare I say….sexy.

About My Screen Name….

“ukucheck” is made up of two words, uku & check. “Uku” is Hawaiian for “cootie” or “head lice.” I remember back-in-the-day while attending Ala Wai Elementary School that we had a monthly ritual of uku checks. We would all go down to the health room where the nurse would comb through our hair with two pencils in search of nits, or “uku eggs.” After much anxiety, then relief of passing the uku check, we would go out to recess. The playground would be filled with the chanting of “Billy got the ukus,” or “Sally got the ukus!” (We didn’t have Nintendo back then, so we had to entertain ourselves.) Of course if it were a big dude, we’d all be silent and avoid eye contact at all cost.

Later in my adult life, I taught out on the Leeward Coast. Once during recess duty, I heard a chorus of “Keoni got da ukus, Keoni got da ukus!” After cracking a smile and resisting the temptation of joining in, I quickly composed myself. I subsequently began to reprimand those “cruel” children….