The Art of Weaving

My grandmother (Allah yer7amha/May she rest in peace) was an extraordinarily talented woman. Despite her formal schooling ending when she was 13, she was a gifted, caring, intelligent polyglot with a knack for all handicrafts, particularly her native Belgian Lace. For 20+ years, Grama shared her beautiful Belgian lace with the public at the N.C.…

‘Oiauē: Island Connections and Losing a Student

We were taught the phrase "'Oiauē!" (oi-ya-way) upon our initial arrival in Sāmoa a year ago. The phrase itself is meant as an exclamation and translates to "Oh my!" but after a whirlwind past two weeks, the phrase has taken on a life of its’ own. Let me backtrack for a second: As we were…