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Tama’ita’i Samoa ~ wondered where my secret lies?
I’m not a cute babe from TV or the magazines
I’m not built to suit a Palagi model’s fashion size
I don’t wear make up or sexy lingerie
But my attire is the malu or the malofie and the puletasi
It’s in the graceful movement of my siva Samoa
The span of my hips The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I’m a Samoan woman
Sensational Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
I live to serve my aiga and the children of my brothers
I am the craftswoman and the provider of oloa supreme Crafting ie toga, siapo and lauie
I have no money but walk into a room just as cool as you please
I say It’s the fire of faasinomaga in my eyes
And the flame of the children born of my womb
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a Samoan woman
Spectacular Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
Others wonder what they see in me
My inner mystery. When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say I am the pae and the auli of my aiga
I am the tausala, created to bring life to the men of my aiga Togisala for their misdemeanours
It’s in the arch o f my back The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts The grace of my style.
I’m a Samoan woman
Extraordinary Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
Now you understand just why my head’s not bowed
I don’t shout or jump about or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing It ought to make you proud.
I say It’s in the click of my heels
The grace of my siva Samoa
The bend of my hair
The courage of my voice
The strength of my mind
‘Cause I’m a Samoan woman
Unique Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
By Kalala Autagavaia, adapted from a poem by Maya Angelou
I’m not a cute babe from TV or the magazines
I’m not built to suit a Palagi model’s fashion size
I don’t wear make up or sexy lingerie
But my attire is the malu or the malofie and the puletasi
It’s in the graceful movement of my siva Samoa
The span of my hips The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I’m a Samoan woman
Sensational Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
I live to serve my aiga and the children of my brothers
I am the craftswoman and the provider of oloa supreme Crafting ie toga, siapo and lauie
I have no money but walk into a room just as cool as you please
I say It’s the fire of faasinomaga in my eyes
And the flame of the children born of my womb
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a Samoan woman
Spectacular Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
Others wonder what they see in me
My inner mystery. When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say I am the pae and the auli of my aiga
I am the tausala, created to bring life to the men of my aiga Togisala for their misdemeanours
It’s in the arch o f my back The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts The grace of my style.
I’m a Samoan woman
Extraordinary Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
Now you understand just why my head’s not bowed
I don’t shout or jump about or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing It ought to make you proud.
I say It’s in the click of my heels
The grace of my siva Samoa
The bend of my hair
The courage of my voice
The strength of my mind
‘Cause I’m a Samoan woman
Unique Phenomenal woman
That’s me.
By Kalala Autagavaia, adapted from a poem by Maya Angelou
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Pretty pics!
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