I wanted to learn to do the hula dance, so I investigated and found out there was a dance school in the town of Ewa. Ewa wasn't far from Barber's Point and I had to take a bus to get there, but I really wanted to learn the hula, so I boarded the bus and made the short trip. Once I arrived, the owner of the studio, a middle aged Hawaiian lady, looked at me with skepticism, like she doubted that I'd ever be able to dance, but said I could take lessons.
Twice a week I took the bus to Ewa for my hula lessons. I stuck with it because I loved it. I was the only haole (Hawaiian word for white person) in the studio. I became a better dancer over time, and was getting more and more respect from the other dancers. The owner of the studio took notice of me after I'd been there for several months. She often sent dancers out for special events, such as Luau's, fairs and other events. She approached me one day and asked if I would like to go out and dance with her group at these special events. I was thrilled! So I began "my career" as a hula dancer.
I would go with other girls to public events and do the hula, primarily for tourists. There were usually about four or five girls dancing for each event. I also learned how to do some Tahitian dance, but never performed Tahitian in public. Eventually I would teach the hula to younger girls. The hula would become an important part of my life.