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ʻO Logan Souza Carvalho ke kāne. ʻO ʻĀinaaloha Waikaalulu Ioane ka wahine. Hānau ʻia ʻo Wahineikapookaʻohu Ioane Carvalho, ka hiapo. Hānau ʻia ʻo Kuʻihimalanaiakea Ioane Carvalho ka lua. Hānau ʻia ʻo Kaneulaapele Ioane Carvalho ka muli.
Logan Souza Carvalho is the father. ʻĀinaaloha Waikaalulu Ioane is the mother. Born to them is Wahineikapoʻokaʻohu Ioane Carvalho, the eldest. Born to them is Kuʻihimalanaiakea Ioane Carvalho the second child. Born to them is Kaneulaapele Ioane Carvalho the youngest.
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The Pandemic kahuli, the overturning event in our life changed our ʻohana view. After 10 years at Ka ʻUmeke Kāʻeo PCS in Keaukaha as a Secondary Language Arts Teacher, and after completing my Master in Creative Writing, becoming a certified Hawaiian Immersion Teacher, we decided to homeschool our keiki. It is from these experiences that I create and design through O Ka ʻĀina.
Establishing experiences. Here, Kaneʻula and I are at ʻĀinalani, Kingslanding Track 2, Hawaiian Homestead. When my eldest sister was about to be born, my father moved his ʻohana to Kingslanding to raise us in a Hawaiian subsistence lifestyle, and so M.A.H.A., Mālama Kā ʻĀina Hana Ka ʻĀina Hawaiian, the fishing village of Kingslanding was formed. My parents raised 6 kids in the Homestead. Now my own keiki are being raised by those same aloha ʻāina experiences.

My father followed his naʻau and brought Lonoikamakahiki into Keaukaha. He started when I was just a baby and now, my siblings and I continue on in his legacy.

At the age of 7 my mother enrolled my sisters and I into the ʻohana hālau. This image here is during our Piʻi Kūʻahu ceremony, where we as ʻŌlapa dancers elevated ourselves and committed ourselves to the kūʻahu.

I am my father. My path was paved by my father’s devotion to the P.K.O. and the protection of Kahoʻolawe. By establishing Makahiki ceremonies and serving as a moʻolono, he resurrected a spirit of activism and aloha ‘āina in Keaukaha. He taught us to fight for our land and demand respect for our heritage—a spirit I proudly carry in my heart and my work today.

I am my uncles. The songs of my father and my uncles are woven into who I am. Their music became a catalyst for change. Through the raw, political power of Big Island Conspiracy, they gifted our youth a new vocabulary for resistance, and they challenged the new generation of Hawaiians to question our political landscape and reclaim a great, patriotic pride in our Lāhui.

I am my hoapapa, my classmates. We were the 'volunteered tributes' of the Hawaiian Renaissance, set on this path by our brave parents. It’s hard to imagine now, but when we were in elementary school, Hawaiian Immersion was still met with skepticism by the wider community. We didn’t realize it then, but we were on the front lines—fighting to instill Hawaiian pride within ourselves while becoming the living model for our Lāhui. Look at us NOW!