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Post by creativesoul » July 19th, 2010, 2:13 am

once upon a time on the north shore of the island of Kauai, there lived a clan of people that held the town in high esteem, and the school was charming, underneath beautiful waterfalls and lush green mountains, there lived a family named Ching. There was Larry, stevie and Mike.Ms Ching had the snack shop and made pies and sweets, and breakfast early in the mornings. Surfer s loved it. Local food at reasonable prices to grind after surfing. Gordon ching Kenney did many things for the Chings. He was clever that way-he could take a shack and give it some style.He was one of the first surfers to come to Hanalei.The chings made him their other son.Gordon could talk, he had the gift of gab, and his laughter was contagious.He really was very good hearted and helped people often, for no real reason, no hidden motive.
The irons brothers all came back then as well- the hippies had their own battles down there at taylor camp-the state burned down the treehouses. The little island grew and grew- more people came and began developing parts of the island that used to be mother natures, now it belonged to people-
the Chings obtained thier fortune thru convincing unknowing rice farmers to sign over thier land deeds for food.Steve lost his teaching job due to inappropiate relationships with his students. Mike is gay and will never admit it to himself.Larry died of a heart attack, and Ms ching has alzhiemers.
Long ago Spot the dalamation had a real obsession for Ms Chings cats.No matter what- Spot could not resist.Ms Ching built a "cat village" for her cats behind the shopping center- Ching young village.Spot never did get any of her cats. Gordon died this year. It has been said he had too much fun.
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---

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