It is tradition in Hawaii to let off fireworks for New Year's Eve. The racket that rings in the New Year makes July 4 seem tame. With everyone at my house on a budget and no one of us a fan of the firework debris that litters streets, beaches, and parking lots for weeks after the big night, a friend suggested we bang pans like he used to do when he was a kid in San Fran. All we needed was pans and wooden spoons. Easy enough; we gathered pots and utensils and I couldn't help but feeling a bit shy, like when I was a teenager wearing a new outfit to school. At the stroke of midnight, we started pounding our pans like crazy. Our party of five turned out to be louder than the Chinese lantern fireworks that drown out all other sound. Grinning so big, all I remember seeing was the teeth of my friends. Our pan-banging display came complete with a mini-workout and we could hear other folks down a few streets banging on pans too. Hear's to many more New Years sealed with sustainable, yet loud and crazy-feeling, pan-banging.
Krista Joan says:
My mission is to teach, train, and testify in resistance to the white supremacy of my ancestors. My personal choices are political, powerful, and practical. Let's trash waste.