Tha Cabin

Taka He Monu is the church in the first photo. It’s also the church that my nena spent more time at than her own home. The church my nena would try drag us to every Sunday before she passed away from lung cancer.

I just want to make a name out of myself for her aye. She scrubbed too many toilet seats and cleaned too many high schools for me to fumble the bag. In two years time, I’m gonna be the first in my family to cross a Uni graduation stage and it’s all going to be for her and my mum.

Tha Cabin really is home. Not just because it’s in my backyard 😂 but because everything is based on our lived experiences. Everything is raw. And as much as I hope people relate and reminisce when they hear us, I also hope our younger ones don’t feel ashamed of the lifestyles they live. I hope they come to understand that the hood builds you in ways gated communities never will.

“We made our own table when no one would let us sit at theirs” 🎯 I know it’s only a matter of time til’ we’re stable enough for everyone to eat.

- 𝟗❤️‍🩹✨