posted by Meripa Weir at 9:23 PM
Sunday, January 16, 2005
About Me
- Name: Meripa Weir
- Location: Brisbane, Queensland, Australia
I consider myself, a citizen of the world. I am curious about how the world is managed by people. I would like to see less war and violence,the world's resources shared more equitably,poverty eliminated,and better committment to care for the environment My work involves caring for the "sick". I try to live according to the Golden Rule of Jesus - LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
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2 Comments:
WOW !!!...I don't really know how I stumbled on to your blog but I can't believe I did!!! I'm in the middle of keying in my Inventory, I minimize to go to our main frame, I clicked on our icon and your blog pops up!!!...I'm "dumb-founded" and just beside myself....But I'm here and I do want to share a story about your Dear Father....I was about 15 yrs of age and your Father was flying through L.A.X. on his way to London, With no call or warning I'm sitting with my parents having dinner and a yellow cab pulls on to our drive way, the door opens and out steps your Father. Ie faitaga and all....I was like, "Mom, who is that??" and that was my first of 4 meetings with your Father. The very next morning my Mother is up very early cooking breakfast for your Father and the family, when breakfast was ready my Mother tells me to go tell Uncle Vavae and Dad to come and eat breakfast....so I knock on the door and theirs NO answer, I open the door and He's not in the room, I run to tell my Mother and she yells to my Dad...and the search was on!!!....my Dad got in the car and went around the neighborhood looking for him....I got on my bike and went the other way...and come to find Uncle walking down the street...he had went for his morning walk after his morning devotion. And as I peddled around the corner, to my suprise, here was Uncle in his Ie Faitaga walking with a great big smile saying, "Good morning young man." I couldn't believe Uncle walking with his Ie Faitaga down Main Street, Carson Calif. I never forgot the sight of him coming around the corner with his great big smile with not a worry on his face !!!!! What a great morning and breakfast that was!!!
Thank you very much E. Enesi for this story about my father. Yes that would be typical of Vavae...to walk on foreign streets in his 'ie faitaga! I met Seine C. Enesi via this blog now we meet as well but not sure whether you are Earl or Eugene ha!ha! Best wishes and God bless. Alofa atu, Meripa.
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