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Still Can!

White water coming! My pop asked me: “What you going do?”

“Climb up the bamboo pole,” he said.

Fast forward to now. Oil price rising to damaging levels; what we going do?

“Buy HEI, and help HECO focus on core values!”

Get thousand reasons why “No can,” my pop always said. “I only looking for the one reason why CAN!”

We can do this, all while achieving the long-term social results we need.

I was asked to speak at Keauhou last week, at the Kamehameha Schools First Nation Fellows Program of future community leaders.

The topic was food sustainability. I told them that food security has to do with farmers farming, and if the farmers make money the farmers will farm. I told them that there is no magic bullet but that if a group of farmers can organize around an energy source, it can help them gain a competitive advantage.

This is what we hope to do around our hydro electric project. And it’s why I push for cheap electricity  for the larger society through geothermal.

Yesterday the Fellows visited our farm, and I got to show them what we are doing on the ground that relates to my talk.

The basic principles I shared at Keauhou are those I outlined in the following speech.

From this blog in May 2007:

CAN!!!

I was asked to give the commencement speech at the Hawai‘i Community College graduation last week. I immediately thought of stories my dad told me when I was growing up, and how they affected me all of my life.

Here’s a copy of my speech:

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Good evening, graduating students, parents, teachers, Chancellor Freitas and visiting dignitaries. Thank you for inviting me to speak.

Tonight, instead of giving you a regular speech, I want to tell you stories of what I think helped influence me along the way. Hopefully it can help you as well.

I believe that: If you can imagine it, you can do it! And you can do it without sacrificing your core values along the way. Being street smart is the way to get there.

I flunked out of UH Manoa and was drafted into the Army. I applied to go to officer candidate school and volunteered to go to Vietnam. I was not the best student, but I had common sense.

After I left the service, I went back to school and got a degree in accounting. I kept all my core values and was able to reach several of my long-term goals, and am still working on many others. To me the most important things are:

1. Follow your dreams.

2. Look for several solutions to each potential problem, and then look for one more, just in case.

3. Do not sacrifice your core values for any reason.

At the dinner table, Dad would tell stories. He was a farmer then, but he did a lot of other things in his life. He would tell stories about taking on huge projects with large obstacles and unbeatable odds. He always figured out a way around the problems.

He would always say, “Not, no can!!” (pound the table) “Can!!!!” (pointing his finger in the air). And the dishes would bounce off the table.

He would go on to say, “There are a thousand reasons why ‘No can.’ I am only looking for one reason why ‘Can!’”

Those words, “Not, no can!!” (pound the table) “Can!!” stayed with me all my life.

Although “Not, no can! Can!” was the thing that stood out in my mind for many years, much later I realized that it was the way he taught me how to be a survivor that made it possible for me to make “Not, no can! Can!!” work.

It is easy to say it and it is dramatic. But how do you actually make it work? And how do you make it work without sacrificing your core values along the way?

These stories that Pop told helped me visualize solutions to problems before they occurred. He taught me how to be a survivor.

Some people call what he taught me “street smarts.” Others call it “common sense.” If you have to pay someone to teach you how to do this, it’s called “contingency planning.” Whatever it is called, I learned how to do that. 

1. He told us kids about aholehole fishing at night with a couple of friends on the tip of a rocky point. It was at my tutu lady Meleana Kamahele’s place down Maku’u. There were no collapsible poles back then—they used long, two-inch-around real bamboo poles. They had lanterns shining on the water when he saw, in the darkness, white water coming! The wave came in and pounded on the rock where they were standing, and covered everything. He told me, “I climbed up the bamboo pole, hand over hand, and lifted my legs up and the wave passed right underneath.” His two friends ended up in the water and he helped get them out. It captured my imagination. What a story and what an impact on a young kid.

2. You are driving 55 miles per hour and a dog crosses the road in front of you. “What you going do? It’s going to happen so fast that you have to know ahead of time what to do.” You have no time to look in your rearview mirror; you can drift to the left as long as there is no car coming; you can drift to the right depending on the road shoulder. You can tap your brakes, but only so far before you start to risk the driver in the back. “What you going do?” Pop said.

“Press the gas and run ’em over.” I did not understand at the time. But he was saying, rather than risk human lives, you should press the gas and eliminate the chance of doing something wrong.

When I think about it now, he was saying: to avoid the chance of doing something stupid, run over the dog. Hard to do? Life is hard. Sometimes you gotta make the call. You don’t want to hesitate and hurt somebody else. He said it was okay if you kill yourself. But not okay to kill somebody else. 

These were lessons in being prepared for emergencies and being prepared for life. And as a result it became second nature to me. And I would always go through “what-if” scenarios in my mind. So if a situation occurred, I always had several alternatives worked out in my mind. It became second nature with me.

I can remember two times when it might have made the ultimate difference. The first was in a rice paddy in Vietnam, when a sniper opened up on us. We ran and jumped into a small depression next to a thatched hut. When we hit the ground we realized there were three guys already hiding there.

I knew that this was not good; one grenade could get us all. So I grabbed my radio operator and told him, Let’s go. And we ran for cover a short distance away. Bullets flew all around us. As soon as we hit the ground we heard a loud whump! A grenade had been thrown right into the place we left. Street smart? Common sense? Whatever! It helped me do the right thing.

The second time was when I was in Texas, flying at 100 mph down a two-lane road, top down, in my 62 ’Vette. All of a sudden there was another car overtaking, and there were three of us on a road meant for two. “What you going do?”

I immediately flipped my blinker to the right and started to slide over, communicating nonverbally. I did not give him time to make the wrong move. Three of us flew past each other with inches to spare. I knew exactly what to do. I did not even get nervous. I just looked in the rearview mirror and nodded to myself: Yep. ’At’s how!

I did not realize until much later that this street smarts, common sense, contingency planning thing is what made it possible for me to implement: “Not, no can! Can!!” When you have long-term goals, you are faced with short-term decisions along the way. Making the wrong short-term decision will hurt you in the long run if it causes you to give up your core values. Sometimes, you just have to press the gas and run over the dog in order to keep your core values.

You can keep your core values and make the right short-term decisions if you have street smarts. When you are street smart you will figure out just how far you can go toward your long-term goals without causing yourself too much damage. You will know how much room you can give yourself so you don’t have to sacrifice your core values.

If you cannot find a solution that will allow you to keep your core values, no matter how tempting, don’t give up your core values. Remember: “Not, no can! Can!!” You can find that solution that will allow you to keep your core values.

But to balance things off, in case someone misinterpreted Pop’s generosity, he would lean forward and say, with a clenched fist and a mean face, to an imaginary person: “No Mistake my Kindness for Weakness!”

I can tell you right off that your core values are worth fighting for, and if you’re street smart you can figure out how to make the right decisions, even if there is a short-term disadvantage. In the long run, it is how you are able to keep your core values that will define you. It’s not money; it’s not fame.

Some of the important core values are:

1. Your family is most important.

2. Taking care of the keiki now, and a hundred years from now, is most important.

3. Your good friends are most important. I said good friends; I did not say bad friends.

4. Your word is most important.

5. Taking care of the most defenseless around you is most important.

6. Leaving no one behind is most important.

7. Taking care of your community is most important.

8. Taking care of the environment is most important.

If you’re street smart, you can figure out how you are going to reach your long-term goals without sacrificing your core values.

So when you see white water coming, climb up the fishing pole and lift up your legs. You don’t want to. But sometimes you just have to run over the dog.  If you can remember these things you will know what I mean when I say: “NOT, NO CAN!” (pound the table) “CAN!!”

Thank you, and good luck, everyone.

I seemed to hit my target audience well. I could see the guys really engaged. Some of the girls were more interested in talking story, but a strong-looking Hawaiian girl was waving her fist and yelling, “Right on!”

At the end, when I said, “Not, no can! Can!” and pounded the table, they yelled with me, “CAN!!” It was fun.

At least 10 students coming through the line afterward commented and even thanked me for the speech. They had to shake hands with maybe 10 people, so it was hard to make comments. But some did. I was pleased.

Organic Farming Tunnel

This is a simple, stand-alone plastic tunnel that people can use to start into covered, organic farming. It’s called a Super Solo tunnel.

SuperSolo
The tunnel is 25’ x 200’ x approximately 11’ tall at the top of the hoop. The roller door is 12’ wide. The poly is 6 mil, hi UV Luminance and the door poly is 12 mil poly.

It is stand-alone, and with the addition of a $300 trellis kit it is strong enough to support tomatoes, cucumbers and more.

Kits are shipped in a basket with pre-bent, three-piece hoops that the grower bolts together; there’s no on-site bending or construction training required.

Stillages

Because of the need to grow cover crops, a Jamaican grower suggested building multiple Super Solo tunnels placed 25′ apart and growing cover crops between them. Then, after two years of building up the soil between the tunnels, you can move the tunnels over 25 feet to cover the “new” soil (using the anchors already in the ground) and grow cover crops on the “old” soil.

The only extra hardware needed to move all the tunnels one “space” to the side would be an extra row of anchors alongside the last Super Solo in the row. After two more years, the tunnels would be moved back to their original position.

We believe in this product and are regional distributors of it.

First Light

A few days ago I delivered several pallets of produce to the Waimea stores. At 4:15 a.m. I loaded up, and then I headed north on Highway 19 for the 60 mile trip.

For a year or more, many years ago, I drove and delivered the Kona route and I learned that truck drivers notice a lot of things while on the road.

They know where the “caution needed” areas are, and where the safe passing zones and the horsepower-robbing climbs are. They notice every bridge, every turn, every bump, and even the drivers coming from the opposite direction and their schedules.

One of the more exhilarating feelings while on the road is watching the sun come up. This is especially so when you’ve been driving for some time in the total dark.

When I dropped off the load in Waimea the other day and started back toward Hilo, it was still pitch black. Then a few miles outside of Waimea, I started to notice the sky getting brighter. The land was still dark and the stars were out but the clouds started to look like they were backlit. I thought to myself, no one would consider turning his/her lights off yet though. It was 6:25 a.m.

A few minutes later, trees in the distance started to show themselves in silhouette. And minute by minute the land started to come out of the shadows, but it was still too dark to turn off my lights. The backlit sky was becoming brighter in the east, and some streaks of orange were starting to show. I asked myself: “When is ‘first light’?”

Right at 6:30, a pair of mynah birds flew by. The sky was bright but the land was still not well lit, though now I could see cows in the pasture a couple of miles away. Was this first light? I still wasn’t ready to turn my headlights off, and neither was the oncoming traffic.

A few minutes later a flock of birds flew by. But the oncoming car lights still looked “nighttime-bright,” not “daytime-on.” I think that it was first light for birds but not yet for us.

At 6:40 a.m., the first car passed me with its headlights off but it had its parking lights on. This, I thought, must be first light for humans.

All those “first light” thoughts made me think about how special that time of day is. And how special this past year has been.

This was the year we started our annual Tomato Recipe contest; started working on issues of food security here in Hawai‘i, where we import most of our food; helped our neighbors at Andrade Camp with their water system; had our cocktail tomatoes named Best Tomato by 100 chefs; started our Adopt-a-Class project; testified about superstores on the Big Island (against) and biofuel (for); published an opinion piece in the Honolulu Advertiser about my “Law of Survival;” learned to make salad dressing from Chef Alan Wong; gave the commencement speech at the Hawai‘i Community College about “Not, no can. Can!;” hosted several groups of legislators at the farm; got involved with really talented Hawaiian science and math students through the Keaholoa STEM program; started thinking about how we in Hawai‘i can take care of ourselves as fuel prices continue to soar out of sight; developed our New Ahupua’a project; attended a lot of terrific Farmers Markets; and sat on a yellow school bus surrounded by 5th graders going out into the community to show appreciation.

Then I started thinking about how special my wife June is. She’s the one behind the scenes taking care of all the details. She’s the one who set up and supervises our bookkeeping system. She is always concerned about the workers’ well-being. Without June, and without a doubt, Hamakua Springs would not be a tiny fraction of what it is today.

With all that thinking going on, the next thing I knew the sun was up, it was a glorious day and I was in a great mood.

A very Happy New Year to you and your families, and let’s all have a terrific 2008.

The Big Picture

Richard Ha writes:

Because I can’t exercise strenuously yet, I’ve decided to eat a higher percent of vegetables—nearly 100 percent, in fact, to help me keep my calorie-intake under control.

Last night I made a salad from stuff we grow: Manoa Lettuce, spinach and watercress. Then I diced up three different colored heirloom tomatoes, diced some sweet onion that we grew, mixed in Grey Poupon mustard, minced garlic, alae salt and coarse black pepper, and tossed it with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.

It’s really nice to be able to grow stuff we like to eat. We always focus on good taste first, but recently we’ve been looking at increasing nutritional content in our vegetables, as well. In other words, we produce what we feel really good about eating.

I think that my weight, at 205, will start to decline as I become more active. This morning my resting heart rate was 60 beats per minute, instead of the mid-60s as it was last week. I’ve started exercising lightly, and will gradually increase it in the coming weeks.

I was interested to see a Honolulu Advertiser article the other day with the headline Private donations fill gaps at Isle schools. That’s exactly what our adopt-a-class project is all about.

Our “adopt-a-class” project is coming along very nicely, by the way. We only need to fund approximately three and a half more classes, and then every Keaukaha Elementary School class will be able to take school buses and go on excursions during this upcoming school year. It’s beyond everyone’s expectations.

There’s an editorial about our adopt-a-class project running right now on Kama‘aina Backroads. View it here.

Not A Grape

Richard Ha writes:

Two weeks ago I concluded that I need to do more than just exercise in order to keep losing weight, and I said I was going to devise a routine to control my calorie intake. But before I put this plan into effect, I got sidetracked.

Then last week I realized that it was after I stopped loading the delivery van four times per week, with several hundred boxes each time, that I started having a hard time losing weight. Since I like to exercise more than I like dieting, I decided to increase my exercise volume and intensity instead of making a calorie intake plan.

And that brings us to this week. My weight is 196.2 now, and I lost the half pound I wanted to lose this week. But I am now exercising six days per week and losing much less weight than expected.

On four days, I exercise 30 minutes twice a day at a low heart rate of 110 or so. On the other three days, I do 30 minute sessions. On one of those days, I do three or four intervals of 150 beats per minute, and the other two sessions are done at 130 beats per minute or so.

This is improving my resting heart rate, which is now 53 beats per minute. When I’m not exercising regularly and am out of shape, my resting heart rate is usually in the mid-70’s. A low resting heart rate is an indication of an efficient cardiovascular system—a strong heart takes fewer strokes to move a given volume of blood around. I am trying to lower my resting heart rate below 50 beats per minute.

Several days ago, when I was sitting in the doctor’s office waiting for a flu shot, it was 57. This is pretty good since I usually can’t relax enough at the doctor’s office to get my heart rate down below 60.

But for the amount of time I spend exercising, I am losing very little weight. So I am going to try a routine that Leslie is finding successful. Her routine involves eating a reasonable breakfast and a reasonable lunch. Then, around 10 a.m. and 3 p.m. or so, she allows herself a pre-planned snack. After a reasonable-sized dinner she brushes her teeth and doesn’t eat anything more that day. “Not a grape,” she told me. It is working very well for her and makes a lot of sense to me.

I plan to maintain my exercise program and copy Leslie’s eating plan. I need to figure out the amounts I can eat on that plan to accomplish my goals.