Over several years of employment with the Hawai’i Department of
Education, I've had the great privilege to work with many Kupuna (Hawaiian
elders). Kupuna are traditionally masters of the oral tradition of
storytelling, moʽolelo. One
particular Kupuna I know always starts her stories with, “It is said…”
In this legend of two lovers, storytellers explain why the naupaka
plant’s blossoms are half flowers.
There are many versions of this legend. Here’s my rendition.
It is said…
Two hula students, Nanau and Kapaka, spent long hours together
memorizing dances, practicing protocols, and reciting ancient chants taught to
them by their Kumu, their teacher. And despite Kumu’s warnings against it, they
fell in love.
When the lovers could no longer tolerate Kumu's prying eyes, they
broke the kapu that forbade them to be alone together and
slipped away in the pale light of the hoaka, the crescent moon.
Happy in their deceit, they met night after night, despite the
moon's growing light. On the fourteenth night of their meeting, their Kumu saw
them cross a stream. Enraged, she chased them all the way to the beach and
insisted they stop spending time together.
Determined to stay together, Nanau and Kapaka hid in a cave until
Nanau heard their Kumu drawing near. He kissed Kapaka and told her to stay in
the cave while he diverted Kumu toward the mountain.
Now Kapaka did not want Kumu to catch up with Nanau, so she jumped
out of the cave and blocked her teacher's path. The women struggled, and in
this struggle, their voices rose and reached Nanau.
Nanau looked down the mountain, and by the light of the moon, he
watched Kumu strike Kapaka to her death. No longer wanting to live, Nanau
called to Kumu to come take his life as well. Still filled with anger, Kumu ran
up the mountain and struck Nanau with a rock until he fell at her feet.
It is said...
Laka, the goddess of hula, changed the lovers into shrubs--one blooming
in the mountains and one on the beach--separated for all time.
Villagers named the plant naupaka, a combination of the names of
the slain. It came to pass that each plant hosted several small, white, half
flowers, none complete by themselves.
To this day, the naupaka shrub only grows at the beach and on the
mountain, nowhere in between.
Stay tuned for more Hawaiian legends in my future posts.
I absolutely adore this legend. It reminds me of Romeo and Juliette. Thanks for sharing. I can’t wait to read another of your ‘It is said...’ tales.
ReplyDeleteThere are so many Hawaiian legends, I'm excited to share some of them.
DeleteThis is wonderful! Thank you for sharing your legend. Anxious to read more.
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome.
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