Posted by Robert Ebanez on February 12, 2009 at 5:00pm
My classmate Jerry Belledo, moved to Hilo to live with his girl friend's family and finished his school years there. He was married to a beautiful girl at age 7 ....just joking...He was 15 years old....well practically married...Her family really took good care of him. I would visit him during the weekends or summer time for sleep overs.This Filipino braddah had a brand new 1972 black SS Chevy Nova, stick shift,V-8, headers, posi track, and large fat Mickey Thompson tires in the rear.Freakin car could move fast. Driving from Pahala to Hilo is an hours drive away, we made it in 30 minutes...no tell my father this.....Jerry's parents was so nice and he so rotten...nah Jerry...Aunty Belledo use to make her broke the mouth Filipino food....was'nt sure if was dog tho....but, still ono stuff she made. Uncle was a quite man....Jane his older sister, was the love of my life..dream on....His oldest brother just came back from working down under...so he bought with cash a suped up custom painted pearl 1955 Chevy ..that car,we could not drive...or we risk being shot...he he..for real..not joking..Filipino's they freakin crazy...but, they make good lubbers...wait i'm Filipino too....Jerry shared with me about the supernatural events at his home in Hilo. The past several days at midnight someone was walking on their iron roof starting from the kitchen area then ending at the front door of their home. So they got someone to bless their home, but the walker still was there for the past week or so.I was thinking, how come braddah never tell me this before we left Pahala. I would rather be surfing than waiting for the mid- night show Starring the man on the roof. Now, I cannot catch the bus home because no more bus anyway, so I'm stuck here until tonights show at mid-night.To see the fear in their faces is not something you really want to see. So Jerry and I were the men of the house, and we had to come up with a solution.I told him we need to climb up on the roof and see for ourselves,for any evidence like foot prints or whatever...it could be a perverted neighbor doing this ...but, it could be the real macoy....a lost spirit...so I told Jerry you go first.....what? as his house...i'm just a guest...he he..he didn't think that was funny...So, we were shining the flash light on the roof and found nothing...but in the back of our minds we wondered....Midnight comes...nothing happens...I saw the relief his girls family had thinking that the walker is gone...then it happened....the fear I saw in their eyes were real.....Jerry and I grabbed baseball bats and went by the kitchen while the rest of the family huddled in our bedroom crying with fear....I will never forget that..Jerry was making sign language to me telling me to wait by the front door and he will follow the walker's path from the kitchen to where I am, then we will kick his okole. I had my flash light ready too..You could here someone was on their iron roof walking like in circles, around the kitchen area and proceeded towards me at the front door. He walked, then ran harder and harder, boom, boom, BOOM ,BOOM, BOOM,BOOM,BOOM, then gone. We shined the flash light and no one was around...Freaky brah...The next day he took me home to Pahala and we talked about last night. He said he was going to put a flood light right where the walker ends at the front door of the house facing towards the walker. Then flip the switch just at the end and see what happens. I agreed.He called me a few days later and told me what happened the other night. Same thing, at mid night the walker starts at the kitchen and now Jerry is waiting at the front door ready to flip the flood light switch that he installed earlier. The flood lights were aimed at the walker so hopefully they could see his face.The walker started towards Jerry. boom, boom,BOOM BOOM, BOOM,BOOM,BOOM...JERRY TURNS ON THE FLOOD LIGHTS AND THE WALKER....SCREAMS..AAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THEN SILENCE.. He was gone.It never happened again.....Bobby ENote: If some people think that this story is a joke. I will tell you this story is true. Sometimes one should never assume I am joking...Bobby E.
He must be chuckling reading this post too. I must admit, Bobby the places you visit and traveled are interesting. You must have been kalohe to get out and go holoholo! As for Jerry, and other strange things they hear or see, it happens on all islands. I thought Jerry just moved down the road, but it good to know he didn't get sick either. Bobby, you better be writing your book, I am looking forward to your next "Mo'olelo."
Jerry and his family lives in San Diego now and they moved up there to be with there kids.
I gotta go visit the braddah one day....hey, we all get crazy stories...then hopefully our children will understand what is important in life and what is not....and how to cope in situations like this....
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It was nice to all of folks there and tanks Tane for your sharing of your mana'o. I'm always impress with the knowledge you have to offer.
We need to make the movement go .....
Bobby
I got to take you out and have dinner at fast food place and we can talk story Aunty....
Have a nice weekend! You know sometimes people really don't understand the Hawaiian beliefs and practices and assume things that are not true......
I wish you well and take care. I mean that...
Aloha
Bobby E
I gotta go visit the braddah one day....hey, we all get crazy stories...then hopefully our children will understand what is important in life and what is not....and how to cope in situations like this....
Namakaeha, nothing happened to Jerry- Jerry called him afterward to tell him that's why. Da kine- da man on the roof got puiwa and dug out.
I guess the moral to the story is, that light chases away all evil?
Haha, good story good story!!!! Thanks for sharing !!!!!