Punia a me na&_macron; Akua Ho‘opilikia
o Kona
Ha‘i hou ‘ia e Keonaona
Kapuni-Reynolds
Ua lohe paha ‘oukou no ka mo‘olelo kaulana
‘o Punia, ‘ea&_macron;? Aka&_macron;, ‘a‘ole paha ‘oukou i lohe no ka hanana i
hana ‘ia i ko Punia ho‘i ‘ana i ka hale ma hope o kona ho‘omake
‘ana ia&_macron; Kai‘ale‘ale ma Kohala.
Ia&_macron; Punia e ho‘i ana i Ka‘u&_macron;, Hawai‘i, kahi o kona makuahine ‘o
Hina e noho ana, ua lohe ‘o ia i kekahi mau akua ho‘omake kanaka
e ho‘olei ‘upena ana ma na&_macron; ka&_macron;heka o kai. Ina&_macron; ua makemake ‘o
Punia e hiki aku i kona makuahine, ua pono ‘o ia e hana ma‘alea
i na&_macron; akua e like ho‘i me ka&_macron;na i hana aku ai ia&_macron; Kai‘ale‘ale.
No laila ua noho ‘o ia a lohe i na&_macron; mea e ‘o&_macron;lelo ‘ia ana ma waena
o na&_macron; akua.
Wahi a ke akua ‘o&_macron;hule, “e na&_macron; akua, ma ke&_macron;ia ka&_macron;heka nei e loa‘a
ai ke Kala a me ka Palani ia&_macron; ka&_macron;kou!” Pane aku ke akua ma&_macron;kole,
“‘o ia ka&_macron;u mea i ‘o&_macron;lelo aku ai ma na&_macron; ka&_macron;heka ‘e&_macron; a‘e. E na&_macron; akua
mai ho‘olohe i ke&_macron;ia akua ‘o&_macron;hule, e kali ma&_macron;kou i kekahi kama‘a&_macron;ina
o ke&_macron;ia ‘a&_macron;ina, i mea e ho&_macron;‘ike aku ‘o ia ia&_macron; ka&_macron;kou i na&_macron; ku&_macron;‘ula
kai a laila ke pau ka ‘ike e ho‘omake aku ka&_macron;kou ia&_macron;
ia.”
Ia&_macron; Punia i lohe aku ai i ke&_macron;ia ‘o&_macron;lelo a na&_macron; akua, ho‘omaka ‘o
ia e ‘uwe&_macron; a oli aku i ‘uwe&_macron; helu.
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Punia
and the Troublesome Gods of Kona
Retold by Keonaona Kapuni-Reynolds
You’ve all heard of the story of Punia before, right? But,
you probably didn’t know about the events that happened during
Punia’s return home after he killed Kai‘ale‘ale in Kohala.
While Punia was returning to Ka‘u&_macron;, Hawai‘i where
his mother Hina was living, he heard some man-killing gods
throwing nets at the tide pools of sea. If Punia wanted to
return to his mother, he had to trick the gods just like how
he tricked Kai‘ale‘ale. So he sat and listened to what was
said between the gods.
The bald god said, “gods, we will catch Palani and Kala in
this tide pool.” The red-eyed god answered, “That’s what
you said at the other tide pools. Gods don’t listen to this
bald god, let’s wait for a native of this land to show us where
fish can be found and when he has no more knowledge to offer
us then we shall kill him.”
As Punia was listening to what the gods said, he started
to chant and cry out this recounting cry. |
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‘Auwe&_macron;,
ku‘u Makua ka&_macron;ne o Nei Wahi!
Mai loko mai ‘o Hawaiian Fishing
Legends, na Dennis Kawaharada
‘Auwe&_macron;, ku‘u makua ka&_macron;ne o nei wahi! Ka puka i‘a,
‘O ma&_macron;ua na&_macron; lawai‘a ho‘okahi o ke&_macron;ia wahi. ‘O ma&_macron;ua na&_macron; lehia ho‘okahi
o ke&_macron;ia mau wahi!
Ma&_macron;ua ‘o ko‘u makua ka&_macron;ne, ‘Auwe&_macron;, e ku‘u makua ka&_macron;ne!
Ua lawai‘a ma&_macron;ua ma ‘ane‘i, Ua hele aku ‘oe ma ke ala
E wiliwili ana i ka maka o ka ‘upena, O ka huli ho‘i hou ‘ole,
E hei ana i ke Kala, ka Uhu, Ua mahuka aku ‘oe mai ko ma&_macron;ua pili
aloha,
Ka Palani a me ke Ananue, ‘O wau ho‘okahi ka i koe,
Ka i‘a o ke&_macron;ia wahi, He Kama‘a&_macron;ina o ke&_macron;ia wahi,
‘Auwe&_macron;, e ku‘u makua ka&_macron;ne, Kahi aloha o ma&_macron;ua, e ku‘u hoa,
Ua hiki ho‘okahi ma&_macron;ua ia&_macron; ‘ane‘i, Kahakai aloha ia o ma&_macron;ua, aloha
kaulua,
I na&_macron; ku‘una a pau na&_macron; lua, ‘Auwe&_macron;, e ku‘u makua ka&_macron;ne e&_macron;!
I na&_macron; Akua no&_macron; a lohe i ke&_macron;ia ‘uwe&_macron; ‘ana,
ua holo aku la&_macron;kou i kahi a Punia a ‘o&_macron;lelo aku ia&_macron; ia, “e ho&_macron;‘ike
paha ‘oe ia&_macron; ma&_macron;kou, e ka po‘o lawai‘a no na&_macron; ku&_macron;‘ula kai o kou ‘a&_macron;ina?”
Lohe aku ke akua ‘o&_macron;hule i ke&_macron;ia ‘o&_macron;lelo a pane aku, “‘a‘ole loa!!
E ho‘omake ka&_macron;kou i ke&_macron;ia kanaka hana kolohe!” Ia&_macron; Punia i lohe aku
ai i ke&_macron;ia ‘o&_macron;lelo ua ha‘i aku ‘o ia i na&_macron; akua ‘e&_macron; a‘e, “e ho&_macron;‘ike
aku au ia&_macron; ‘oukou i ka hana e nui loa ai ka i‘a.” No laila, ua
huli kua na&_macron; akua i ka ‘o&_macron;lelo a ke akua ‘o&_macron;hule a ho‘i aku la&_macron;kou
me Punia i ke ka&_macron;heka.
“E na&_macron; akua, he mau pepeiao ko ka i‘a no laila e ha&_macron;mau, o ha‘alele
ka i‘a i ke&_macron;ia wahi. E hahai mai ia‘u a ko&_macron;kua mai ma ka ho‘olei
‘upena.” I na&_macron; akua no&_macron; a ko&_macron;kua ia&_macron; Punia ma ka ho‘olei ‘upena ua
lu‘u aku la&_macron;kou i lalo a ma laila i wili aku ai ‘o Punia ia&_macron; la&_macron;kou
i loko o ka ‘upena a make, koe wale ke akua ‘o&_macron;hule. Ua ‘ike ‘o
ia i ke&_macron;ia hana kolohe a ua ha‘alele ‘o ia i ia wahi.
‘O Punia ho‘i, ua ho‘i aku ‘o ia i ka hale o kona makuahine me
ka pilikia ‘ole.
Ua ‘o&_macron;lelo ‘ia ma muli o na&_macron; kupapa‘u me na&_macron; i‘a Kala a Palani ma
ka ‘upena ho‘okahi, ‘o ia paha ke kumu i hohono loa ke&_macron;ia mau i‘a
ke ho‘oma&_macron;kaukau ‘ia no ka ‘ai. |
‘Auwe&_macron;, My Father of this Place!
From Hawaiian Fishing Legends, by Dennis Kawaharada
My father of this place! The Fish runds,
We were the only two fishermen here, We were the only experts
of these places!
My father and I, My father!
We fished here, You were on the path
Twisting up the edge of the net, Of no return,
Snaring the Kala, the Uhu, You fled from our intimate closeness,
the Palani, the Ananue, I alone remain,
The fish of this place, A native of this place,
My father! Beloved places of ours, my dear companion,
We came here alone, Beloved beaches of ours, doubly loved,
To all the slopes, the pits, My father!
When the gods heard this wailing, they ran towards Punia and
said to him, “will you show us, head fisherman, the fish pits
of your land?” The bald god heard this question and said, “No
way!! Let’s kill this troublesome man!” When Punia heard this
he told the other gods, “I’ll show you guys how to get a lot
of fish.” So the gods ignored the bald god and returned with
Punia to the tide pools.
“Eh gods, the fish have ears so be quiet, or the fish will
leave this place. Follow me and help me throw the net.” When
the gods went to help Punia throw net, they dived under and that’s
where Punia twisted them into the net until they were dead, except
for the bald god. He saw this trickery and left. Punia then
returned to his mother with no more problems.
Some people have reason to believe that the dead gods in the
net gave the Kala and the Palani the stinky smell that these
fish are known to have when preparing these fish to eat. |