Da Sunday before Christmas, Da Wife and I were running some errands at Kapolei Target and decided to pick up lunch at Subway's before heading back home with two tired out keiki.
We took a look inside and it was packed so Da Wife stayed outside with our little ones sleeping in da stroller while I went inside to stand in line..... or at least tried to. Before I could even get in, there was a girl about four years old watching me approach da doors and decided to be gate keeper and keep me out. While she had her kung-fu grip wrapped on da handle, she leaned back for leverage to keep it shut and I waited for her parent(s) to either scold her or tell her to move.
I waited a few moments more till her grip slipped then I yanked da door open quickly and said, "excuse me" as I had to still walk around her just to get in. I spotted her mom with three oddah siblings and was already shaking my head having "profiled" them by their actions and mannerisms. Aftah a few minutes, classic me, I fo'got Da Wife's order so I went back outside to confirm wat she wanted. Aftah da eye roll, I was expecting to muscle my way back in wen I noticed dat da gate keeper wasn't there. As I grabbed da handle to open da door, I heard a shriek behind me noticing a haole lady with a motherly-I'm-not-letting-go-grip around da girl's arm.
Da little girl was literally a foot from being run over by a Chevy Tahoe as she just decided to saunter into da parking lot. Da haole lady was startled by wat almost happened as she looked all around for her parent in disbelief. Da mom nonchalantly walked out to her, grabbed her kid and walked back into Subways. No mahalo. No scoldings. Nada.
Wassup Wit Dat!
You could tell by those who witnessed it, we all muttered da same thing, WTF! Da haole lady stood there for a moment before realizing there wasn't anything left to do but her face said it all as it painted well more than a 1000 words.
Inside da store, da mom picked up their tray and threw away watevah was on da tray cause watevah was left off da tray, stayed.
Had more lettuce and small pieces of bread on da ground, she nevah move da tables and chair back and how you see it, is how she left it. Classy yeah?
As they left, I continued to watch them as da mom just lead da way sashaying her okole practically walking in da middle of da lane without once making surah her keiki was still there. Luckily three of da four keiki was following without a care in da world but da gate keeper? She decided it was "her" world and it was more fun to zig-zag her way through a congested area trailing about 10 yards behind da mother of da year.
In da pic below was da first time da mom looked back and in fact once she saw dat da gate keeper was still there, she turned and jumped into their truck waiting for da little one to climb in.
On da flip side - yes at da same store at da same time - there was a potagee looking dad who couldn't have been more than 22 or 23 with his not more than three year old daughter. Wearing a tank top, tat's all up and down both arms and not looking "friendly", you couldn't help but "profile" him in a guarded way.
Wat impressed me was da fact dat he was talking to his daughter both as a father and a person. He warned his daughter not to touch da soda fountain counter cause it was "dirty" and of course, she did. He didn't go ballistic or scold her in a demeaning way, he was actually stern but nice about it as he was cleaning her up. You'd tink it was a show cause he was in public but there were oddah things - small things - dat he did dat you wouldn't have expected from a person like "him".
As I grabbed my sandwiches, we made eye contact and I just gave him a respectful Wassup nod as I headed towards da exit. It's amazing how some keiki are given a chance and oddahs are just left to fend for themselves and then you understand why people act and do wat they do. I can only imagine dat in dat braddah's life, there was at least one person who showed him how to act and be and now he's passing dat on to his keiki.