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statehood.
    Though we are both clear on the topic, she felt it didn’t hurt to write it on the blackboard. We knew nothing about the rules of debate until Friday, when Mr. Hickory from social studies spelled it out. We are given the topic in advance for rugged preparation. In some competitions teams must be ready to defend either side, but we have been assigned to specifically argue the affirmative. We sit several rows away from each other, though Lucille, closer to the front, has turned her desk around to face me for when we need to discuss. Thick volumes are opened before us. For the sake of the meet, extraordinary library privileges have been bestowed upon us: no limits on the number of materials, permission to check out reference books not usually available for circulation.
    It’s assumed that Hawai‘i was originally settled by Polynesians around fifteen hundred years ago. British explorer James Cook was the first documented white man on the islands, in 1778. There was fighting among the chiefs, and King Kamehameha came out on top. By the time Kamehameha III took the throne when he was nine, the missionaries had flooded in and a lot of Hawai‘i had gone Christian which the king was conflicted about. When unmarried Kamehameha V died childless, the next king was elected. So was the one after that supposed to be, except the election was disputed, leading to riots, and in come the U.S. and Brits to quell the unrest, and in 1887 the king is coerced to sign the Constitution of the Kingdom of Hawai‘i stripping away much of his regal authority and now only the wealthy could vote which was mostly white foreigners Lucille’s got cleavage.
    Slumped over her books, writing intensely. The white lace on her pink blouse is delicate, her shirt is loose and some of the fabric falls forward her breasts, Lucille’s round soft breasts softballs, basket balls her eyes snap up! glowering. I quickly go back to 1893, the U.S. overthrow of the Republic of Hawai‘i.
    â€œThere’s this picture of the palace,” I say at supper. “The king used to live in it, when they used to spell ‘Hawai‘i’ with a backwards apostrophe, called an okina .”
    â€œThat a fact? It still there?” My mother so charmed about the whole thing. My father keeps his eyes on his pork and beans, pops the remaining half of a buttered biscuit into his mouth. Ma’ll be there, I think, I’ll look out in the debate audience, see her. Where will Pa be? Corner of my eye, I see B.J. scowling at me from across the table, undoubtedly related to my scarcity around here for weeks, only destined to get worse with the debate research.
    â€œIt became the capitol building of the Republic, and then of the Territory.” The water flying through the air. I’m sputtering.
    â€œBoy!” My father stands, turning on him, furious.
    â€œB.J.!” Then my mother hand-spells and speaks: “Bad boy! Bad boy!” She is not fast with her fingers, but even through my choking, I am impressed as she has obviously practiced. She pounds my back. The coughing spell over, I wipe my drenched face. B.J. emptied his whole goddamn glass on me! Benja making sure I see the laughter in her eyes while hiding it from Ma and Pa. B.J. starts crying and I wanna slug him. I should be crying!
    â€œShe’s already had it anyway,” says Henry Lee, gazing at his trains Friday night. “She could give you lessons.”
    I stare at him. “Lucille?”
    â€œYep per .” He places his automobiles in position. Henry Lee has decided to double his casualties by having two cars at once getting stuck on the railroad tracks, crossing from opposite directions.
    â€œYou don’t know anything about Lucille.”
    â€œI know she gets it from her father. You been peekin down her shirt?” In Train World a man I’ve never seen before walks a terrier. There’s a new fruit stand, a happy man with a thick