Our ward had a polynesian luau in celebration of Pioneer Day. Of course, I thought this was a wonderful idea because my pioneer heritage is not what one thinks of usually. None of my ancestors came across the plains in the early days of the church. In fact, all 4 of my grandparents are first-generation members (or very close to first-generation) of the church. One of my favorite pioneer stories is that of my grandpa who is full-blooded Samoan. I may be a bit fuzzy on the details so if anyone knows more facts, just let me know. From what I remember, Grandpa joined the church as a young boy in American Samoa and became less-active as a youth. He joined the military and came to San Francisco where he met my grandma (who is Chinese). Grandma joined the church and both he and my Grandma became active to the point where Grandpa decided that some of his cultures customs and traditions got in the way of truly living the gospel. He pretty much gave up his status in the family to live the gospel as he thought was right. I think it paid off for him! All of his sons served missions, 4 of his grandchildren have served missions, 1 is currently serving, 1 will be leaving on her mission in November, and 1 more will be putting in his papers shortly, 8 of us cousins have been married in the temple, and he has 8 great-grandchildren with more on the way. I am pretty sure none of us would be where we are if Grandpa hadn't made the sacrifices he did and I sure love him for that.
I was asked to come up with some dances for the luau and so I asked two of my sisters to join me. Being in Ohio, we are far from polynesian culture and I really wish there was a dance studio around here. Ah well, YouTube to the rescue and we found this dance to a Lilo and Stitch song.