E hoʻomaka hou. Start over. – 100 words

E hoʻomaka hou. Start over.

“E hoʻomaka hou”, tutu’s words when I’d tell her about the fight my archnemesis, Bully, would pick with me. His mean, high-octane swing got him into trouble later in life. He always managed to find tutu’s homemade kūlolo lovingly wrapped in wax paper at the bottom of my lunch bag, BEFORE lunch, leaving everything else in tact. No wonder he always volunteered to erase the blackboards at recess, a three-minute sacrifice bought him just enough time to raid lunch cans.

I still respect tutu’s words. “Gotta start all over again tomorrow, go hoʻoponopono with Bully, bumbai going get pilikia”.