Alan ma Jan Literary Competition 2004
Primary School, English
My island is full of coconut trees
Swaying in the breeze
Shiny and silvery in the sun
like the hair of a Rotuman princess
It’s the tree of life of my people
from the mountains to the beach
they grow wildly and free.
Pineapples are sweet
Under the sun’s heat
When they’re ripe they are yellow
And I pick them with my fellows
So many pineapples
to eat and give away
Even to my families far away.
White sandy beaches
full of little creatures
Running and playing under the moon
While the waves crash on the beach.
Poor little creatures
So frightened of me
Fast on their little feet
They run into their homes.