Personal Narrative: Life In The Hawaiian Islands

I have spent days in the Hawaiian Islands educating Hawaiians about Christianity and it is no vacation. I have grown taller from when you have last seen me, but I do look very different. My hair is now a light brown from the exposure of the scorching sun, my body has become frail and scrawny from the lack of food and nutrients on my journey, and my attitude towards events has changed and I am more aware and sensitive to my peers aboard the ship. I have suffered sea sickness and have witnessed many deaths while sailing to the island, either from the lack of food or health. Here in the Hawaiian islands isn’t all that bad though. I have met many friendly Hawaiians and we are slowly starting to understand each other. However, aside from the welcoming Hawaiians, the scenery is something that is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I could have spent my whole day here with my hands and feet engulfed into the grainy sand while watching the sparkling, blue
Other missionaries have wrote to me to be prepared, as for some Hawaiians will not easily convert, while others will in a snap, now I understand. I am writing you this letter and I have stayed here for about 6 months now. When I first got her I realized soon after that no Hawaian could read the bible because they couldn’t read or understand the english language, which is when we realized we needed to create a language that the Hawaiians could understand. Twelve letters were selected for the Hawaiians to learn and we pressed the first Hawaiian bible so the hawaiians could now learn. Before we came into contact with the Hawaiians I do not believe they had a written language and I hope these selections of the twelve letters will help them communicate with us now. I think our interaction with Hawaiians are slowly starting to modernize their society and I hope it has larger impacts in the