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Comment by Nola Noah on April 24, 2011 at 3:03am

bon reitan naba te bana ni kakamauri

bon banara naba ngaira kain abatao ni kamauri ngkami kain kiribati akana kama bon newenewe iabaia imatang kee

e rang raba taeka ni kamauri ao bon manemi naba ao tarimi aei e rang kukurei ni kamauri ao ni inga nakoimi naba maikanne

e raba te tia tabeka ao ngkami ae kama tia ni boutoka aio

tekeraoi n ami tabo nako

 

 

Comment by Tekoba Shum on November 7, 2009 at 3:02am

believe some of you have read this story. its a wonderful story feel free to share some opinions and pass it around it might help save someones marriage.


To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married
MARRIAGE

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping.. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time... I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily..

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce.. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Comment by koonai on July 2, 2009 at 6:29pm

mauri naba tem Betaia, are bon aia bangota ara batikbu mangkoa,ao koaitau riki n tein nanom ae kokawenea inanon ara maneaba aio kee ara marae ni kakareke iango ma tarira mwanera aika tiua maenako mangaia am bau ana bau kiribati ao enairianiko teuea inanon tiku nam kawa ane kakateke tepuke are nen aia kiwi ara bakatibu ngkoa.

Comment by tiria ianuea on April 28, 2009 at 6:50pm

Mauri ngkoe Betaia

E rabwa te nano ni kiribati e taku te aba bwa ngaia konang mwaninga taekan abam ae tuakarako ma ngaia e bon teimatoa naba. Ngaia raoi anne tabeka abam ieta ni kateim ma am tangira bwa anne bon anuan tei ikiribati ni koaua. Tekeraoi te waaki nnami tabo anne ma iriami are te Mauri Teraoi ao te Tabemoa.

God bless.

Comment by mr koko on April 21, 2009 at 1:35am

Mauri ngkoe Betaia!
E rang n raraba nanom aei ni kaota aron katein ma anuan te I-Kiribati bwa bon te tangira iriana n taainako... Akea te kanganga bwa ti na uaia ni Ikarekebai ma nibaina te Itamaomao ma te Iraorao nakoia tarira ma manera ni Ikiribati n raonaki n te tangira...

Te Mauri Te Raoi ao Te Tabomoa ma iriara ae ana kakavakin Teuare ngaia mwikon maiura.....

Ko bati n rabwa Betaia ao are ieta ngkoe!!...

Comment by Tematanimoone Timeon Tateru on April 18, 2009 at 9:15pm

Gaia raoi anne Betaia..te ikarekebai ma kaotiotan katein ma anuara ni Kiribati bon uouotaarakean ao katerean abara ae tuakarako aio bwa te aba n tangira ao n rau. E na tekeraoi te waaki mai ikanne ao ara bau te Mauri te Raoi ao te Tabomoa.

Comment by Mr.Ambo on April 16, 2009 at 11:12am

Mauri ngkoe Betaia ao e rangi n rabwa kaotan nanom ni kukurei n am post aio. E rangi ni koaua anne ko taku ao ai bon manga ara katekeraoi naba nakoim ma am utu ao ami Kiribati Community I NZ.

Kona bati ni kabwaia naba ao man tekeraoi am wakinako nam tabo anne.