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Locals, however, have always known it by its traditional name. And that name, Variarata, tells a story not just of place, but of foresight.
I had admired him long before I ever met him, for his role in politics, for his leadership at the Commonwealth Secretariat, for his reputation as a statesman.
A puse-puse becomes more than a bag. It becomes proof that when women are supported through culture, the impact travels far beyond the village.
It is the story of two brothers, different in temperament, different in style – yet bound by something far stronger than talent.
Just off to the side was what we kids called the bowser, or in our own way, baosa. To us, it was a place of fun.
This is the story of two such men, whispered more than written, remembered by villagers long after the newspapers stopped printing their stories.
If you asked what a particular pot was for, they didn’t just explain its use, they told you its purpose and where it sat in Motuan life.
Why did our ancestors call it “dubu,” and how did that same word come to mean “church”?
Every September, like clockwork, my father would bring home a brand-new Papua New Guinea flag. Without fail, he’d pin it on the wall at the entrance of our home. It was just a quiet act of pride that became a tradition.
