Ha’ånen Guinaiya gi Kanton Tåsi

Ekungok i tinige’-hu gi fino’ Chamoru.

Biba Ha’ånen Guinaiya! Håfa bidå-mu på’go na såkkan put Ha’ånen Guinaiya? Kao mamåhan hao flores pat chukulåti? Kao mama’tinas hao ninå’i para especiat na taotao gi lina’lå-mu? Puedi un gosa i ha’åne’. Humånao ham para i Oregon Coast put Ha’ånen Guinaiya. Gof espesiat para hami sa’ fine’nina na hinanao-måmi. Ga’ña-ku sumåga gi gimå’-hu, lao gof ya-hu i kanton tåsi siha giya Oregon. Sen bonito.

Håfa adai Grandma!

Mangge’ yu’ katta para nanå-hu biha gi ma’posña na simåna. Hu tuge’ este para klås fino’ Chamoru, ya gof ya-hu este na tarehan guma’. Mahålang yu’ as nanå-hu biha, kada diha. Todu i tiempo. Ha na’puti i finatai-ña i korason-hu. Annai lå’la’ i nanå-hu biha, ha tuge’i yo’ katta siha. Magof yu’ sa’ hu tuge’ este para nana-hu biha. Gof espesiat i este para guahu sa’ i katta gi fino’ Chamoru.

Po’ema put uchan

Here is a poem inspired by the rain. The mornings are dark again here in Western Washington and after a summer of practically no rain, the sky is dumping water on us. Although I prefer sun and warmth, the rainy gloom has its charming qualities too.