Chapter 1 of my memoir: School Mascots
The year was 1983. I began attending the newest school in Waianae, Hawaii. Leihoku Elementary was the name. Learning was the game. 7 years to be exact. In 1985 there was a student vote for the school’s first mascot. Being 7 at the time, I naturally voted for us to be the Leihoku Unicorns. Sadly, my vote was not heard over the mighty sixth graders. That year, the “Super Bowl Shuffle” took the nation by storm and the eldest students at Leihoku Elemtary were slaves to the trend. And so it was written… we were the Leihoku Bears.
The year… 1990. The place… Waianae Intermediate. With graffiti covering majority of the buildings and half broken benches, it was clear that this school had been around for a while. There was no chance of me voting “unicorn” as a mascot for this institution. We were the Waianae Intermediate Menehunes.
As my voice began to change, so did my school. In 1991 I stepped foot onto the campus of Highlands Intermediate. Formerly known as the “Trojans,” the school changed it’s mascot in March of this year in celebration of their 50th Anniversary. 50 years too long if you ask me… fuck Highlands Intermediate.
Ahem, the year was 1992 and I ascended to the hilltop of Pearl City. As the clouds parted, I realized I was at Pearl City High School. It was the home of the “Chargers.” Charlie the Charger to be exact. Charlie was known at our football games for having a white and purple furry head on top of the body of a petite Asian girl.
As everyone jumped to the Macarena in 1996, I too made a leap of my own to Honolulu and became a “Rainbow Warrior” at the University of Hawaii at Manoa. The depiction of the controversial mascot changed over the years and later dropped the “rainbow” in the mascot name to just “Warriors.”
And so this chapter of my memoir ends with disappointment. Never to be a unicorn.