Learning Voyage Week

The name “learning voyage” is quite deceiving.

We don’t voyage like ancient Hawaiians,

Nor do we learn new skills.

Instead, we go to rock quarries and plant new trees.

We eat newly harvested taro and shrimp,

The kind you say you’re allergic to so you

Don’t have to grieve the ingestion of such a substance.

We go paddling with the local canoe club

And let the life in our breath die with every

Dig of the paddle in the ocean.

We sail (a required skill) with KSA and 

Watch the stupid kids capsize, or ‘huli.’

We hike on the edges of mountains

And listen to our algebra teachers complain

While our European history teacher takes a select group

All the way to the falls. 

Then, we come back and listen to the grievances

Of our yearbook teacher. 

We smell his repulsing breath that lingers of

Indian food from the night before.

We do required reflections of the ‘learning voyage week’ 

On a google form that lacks anonymity, voiding any

Real truth to be shown.