"Be wild and free, and kind hearted." ~ Sharleen W.L.

Oct 25, 2015

The Bunny, The Witch, and The Barefoot Angel

One day my little sister Sharleen went on a field trip to a forest reserve here on the island. It was really beautiful, and the weather was perfect. It was a little cool and sort of misty up in the mountains.

Sharleen really loves nature, so while her friends were taking a break and playing games, she decided to take a walk along the creek and see what interesting things she could find. She felt her feet were getting hot and sweaty, so she sat down, untied her shoes, and took 'em off. Since she wasn't wearing socks, she was immediately barefoot. Aahh...it felt fantastic!

That was actually against the rule since she was at a school function and wearing her uniform, but she didn't give a f*ck. Her feet had to be free in such a wonderful place! She figured if she got caught, she would just apologize. No big thing.

She didn't want to carry her shoes around either, so she just left them on the ground. She would put them back on when she returned. Or so she thought. :) The funny thing is, wearing a tie didn't bother her at all. So she kept her tie on as she walked barefoot towards the woods.

Suddenly she saw a little white bunny hopping around in the grass, and she tried to approach it. She knelt down and tried to befriend it, but the bunny ran away instead. She went after it without realizing that she was going deeper into the forest. She ran along a dirt path that was kinda wet, and her bare feet got a little muddy.

barefoot girl on a dirt path
Suddenly she started sneezing. Something there must have caused it, probably the wild flowers. She continued to sneeze and her nose began to run. Uh oh, she had no tissue! What to do now? Well, the only choice there was: snot rocket! She wiped her hands on the grass afterwards. Kinda gross, right? But what else would you do?

Because she got distracted she lost sight of the bunny. Only then did she realized how far she had gone into the forest. There was no more dirt path, so she could not track her way back. She walked around but she had lost direction.

She started to panic, and yelled out her friends' and teachers' names but of course, no one could hear her. She had no cell phone or anything else as she left her backpack with her friends.

Meanwhile, it was starting to get dark as the sun was setting. She continued to walk hoping to see an opening, a path, or anything that would bring her back to safety. But it seemed the more she walk, the deeper she got into the woods.

Sharleen was not a cry-baby, but at the time she was in despair. She was really scared. So she sat down and sobbed. Tears ran down her cheeks, and her nose started to run again.

She suddenly remembered what she had always learned. Attitude is everything! She needed to be positive. It's hard in a situation like that, but that's all the more reason to be positive. Her life depended on it. So she wiped her tears with her hands and blew her nose, then took a deep breath and told herself everything would be OK. What good things could she focus on?

She looked down at her feet and giggled. There she was in full uniform including a tie, and her feet bare and muddy. It was all because of that frickin' bunny! But hey, at least she got to enjoy walking in the woods barefoot which was heavenly! So she decided to walk some more. It was almost completely dark now.

She closed her eyes and imagined seeing a house where she could get help. Fat chance, right? Who on earth would be living in the middle of the forest? Well, sometimes imagination is what it takes. As she continued walking, she saw a small wooden hut with thatch roof in the distance, and there was a dim light flickering in the window. At first she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. But no, it was real!

Sharleen was overjoyed as she ran towards it. Without hesitation she knocked on the door. After a few seconds it opened slowly with a creak, and there stood an old woman with grey hair wearing a long dress. "Well, hello there! What brings you here beautiful child?" she said.

Sharleen was taken aback. "Oh...uh...I'm kinda lost, mam!" she said. "You see, I was on a field trip and decided to explore the surroundings on my own, and now I can't find my way back. It's already dark, and I'm afraid everyone has left."

"Well, come on in, my child!" said the old lady making way for Sharleen to walk in.

The hut was small and dark. It had a dirt floor and no electricity. The woman used an oil lantern and candles to light the place. She told Sharleen to sit at the table and said, "You came right on time. I'm about to have dinner and I can share some food with you. You must be hungry."

Indeed she was starving, and was happy to be invited to dinner. The food was all vegetables and fruits but it tasted pretty good. After they finished eating the old lady, who was barefoot herself, asked Sharleen why she wasn't wearing any shoes. So she told her that she hated wearing shoes and loved nature, so she decided to take them off and walk barefoot into the woods. But she went too far and lost her way. All because of a cute little bunny.

"Well, we have lots in common. I'm barefoot all the time too. That way I'm one with Mother Earth" said the old woman. "And there are no coincidences. I believe you were brought here by the goddesses, and our encounter will benefit both of us," she continued.

She went on to tell Sharleen that she was a witch. She lived off the land, and didn't believe in modern technology which she said only corrupts the earth and all living things, including humans. She told Sharleen not to worry. She would spend the night in her shack, and early the next morning she would show her how to get back home.

Sharleen was in awe. She met a real life Hawaiian witch. Way cool! She was to sleep on the couch. Yes, in her uniform! As she lay on the couch, which was kinda hard and uncomfortable, her thoughts wandered. She knew that most witches are good people, but what if... she was one of the wicked ones like often told in fairy tales? But she was too tired to entertain that thought any further, and soon fell asleep.

The witch woke her up as the sun was rising. She gave her fruits for breakfast and right after they ate, she took Sharleen out and walked with her along a dirt path. It was quite a long walk down the hill, and both of them were barefoot. Soon Sharleen was able to see the highway - the main highway that goes around the island. She was greatly relieved.

The witch said to her, "You see my child, there's a bus stop right at the end of the path. Just take the bus that will bring you home." She gave her some money for the bus fare since Sharleen didn't carry any money, and her bus pass was in her backpack.

She also gave her a little pouch and said, "I want you to keep this. Open it when you get home. Let it be the guide in your life! And this won't be the last time we see each other." She then chuckled as she stroked the girl's hair.

Sharleen didn't quite understand what she meant but she took the money and the pouch, and thanked the witch for all her kindness. They hugged as they got to the end of the path, and Sharleen sat at the bus stop, and witch walked back up.

It was rush hour, and there were a lot of people at the bus stop which made Sharleen uncomfortable. Unlike me, who often went barefoot while in uniform, she had never done it. She always said it was awkward, and embarrassing (I think because mom often told her it was inappropriate). And now there she was doing it as she had no choice.

The bus came, and it was full. There were no more seats available, and she had to stand which made her even more uneasy as she felt all eyes were on her - a girl in a school uniform with bare and muddy feet!

Then a young man stood up and gave his seat to Sharleen. "Thank you," she said as their eyes met and they both smiled. The young man winked at her. She felt a little better. Seated next to her was an old woman who was wearing a hat, so her face wasn't clearly visible.

The woman asked her, "Are you going to school?"

"Huh?! Oh...uh...no, I'm actually going home!" replied Sharleen and she giggled nervously. "Oh sh!t, please leave me alone," she thought to herself.

But the lady said again, "Going home so early in the morning? Shouldn't you be in school?"

Sharleen was like, "Oh, well uh...you see it's a long story...I was on a field trip yesterday and kinda got lost, and spent the night with an old lady in the forest."

"Aha!" said the woman. "But why aren't you wearing shoes? Do they let you go barefoot to school?"

Sharleen was getting fidgety. "Uh...no, they don't," she answered trying hard to maintain her composure. "But uh... I hate wearing shoes," she giggled again and wiggled in her seat. "And so uh... I took 'em off and left them somewhere on the ground before I got lost."

"Oh, I see!" said the old lady, and she chuckled.

Sharleen thought her chuckle sounded kinda familiar, but she was only too happy when the woman finally kept quiet, and she didn't think further of it.

So it came time for Sharleen to get off the bus. As she was standing up the woman said to her, "You have a blessed day, my child!"

"Thank you, and you too, mam!" replied Sharleen. As she was walking away, she heard the woman say, "Remember, let that be the guide in your life!" and she heard that familiar chuckle again.

Sharleen was startled and was like, "Wha...Whaat?! Wait...!" She turned her head around, but there were a lot of people standing behind her, and she could not see the lady. So she proceeded to get off the bus.

As she was standing outside she looked through the window trying to see the face of the woman. But she was nowhere to be seen. The seat she was sitting in was empty! She then looked among all the people who had gotten off trying to find the woman but of course, she couldn't!

As she got home Sharleen opened the pouch. Inside was a small bottle with dried herbs in it. There was an old, discolored label on it with a handwritten word, LOVE.

Now she understood what the old witch meant by "let it be the guide in your life." She was referring to LOVE which should always guide our life!

Needless to say, Sharleen got in big trouble with mom and dad, and the school but I'll spare you the gory details! :)


So, did you like the story? Well, I have a confession to make. It's fictional! Most of it anyway, as there are a few facts weaved in. Sorry, I didn't mean to deceive you or anything, I just wanted to post an entertaining barefoot story with a little spooky touch in time for Halloween. And I know many of you like Sharleen, so I made her the star. :) But the story could have easily been real, especially in a mystical place like Hawaii.

So happy Halloween, and like the barefoot angel always says at the end of her articles, have a magical day!

Oct 17, 2015

I Have A Dream (The Barefoot Edition)

If you have gone barefoot in stores or other establishments on a regular basis (especially in the United States which is known as the land of the free), most likely you have experienced some form of discrimination ranging from the mildest (like getting dirty looks) to the harshest (like being yelled at, kicked out, or in very rare cases, even arrested).

Ideally, barefooters should never be discriminated against as we don't break any law or hurt anyone by going barefoot. It's totally a personal choice, and we should be allowed the freedom to live the lifestyle that we love.

This wish is wonderfully expressed in the following short article.

I Have A Dream (The Barefoot Edition)

by Steve Barefoot

-I have a dream that one day, all across this nation, people will be able to go barefoot in public places without fear of ridicule and judgment.

-I have a dream that one day, people who wear shoes will not look at people who don't wear shoes as disgusting or mentally challenged.

-I have a dream that one day, businesses like restaurants and stores will no longer see barefooters as potential liabilities, but ordinary, normal customers.

-I have a dream that one day, misguided employees and managers will no longer say, "Excuse me, sir/ma'am....you need shoes to be in here..." but instead say, "May I help you?" and "Have a nice day!"

-I have a dream that one day, we barefooters will no longer have to come up with creative ways to deflect the "shoe-police", but we can walk in any place, in any social setting in the feet that God gave to us.

-I have a dream that one day, people from the least to the greatest will realize that setting their feet free from shoes is an asset to their emotional health.

-I have a dream that as the barefoot revolution marches on, people will be more careful about how they treat their surroundings and no longer abuse the earthly home that they live in.

-I have a dream that as more people go barefoot, they will, with real humility, realize that we are all the same, that there are no big 'I's and little 'you's and no person is intrinsically better than the other.

-I have a dream that going barefoot is no longer just acceptable in New Zealand, but everywhere, all around the world (including the United States).

And when going barefoot becomes socially acceptable, from sea to shining sea, our feet, finally liberated, will sing "Free at last! Free last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty! We are free at last!"

Barefoot and free. Let's celebrate!


The above piece was originally posted in the Society for Barefoot Living Facebook Group (a group for people who enjoy living the barefoot lifestyle). Steve is one of the millions of people on this planet who enjoy going barefoot. You can follow him on Twitter where he tweets about living barefoot.

Everything starts with a dream, and if everyone who loves going barefoot would do something to spread the awareness (what you do is up to you, it can be as simple as sharing a pro-barefoot article or site), this dream would be a reality soon!

Happy barefooting!

Sep 16, 2015

Bloody Bare Footprints

Don't worry guys, it's fake blood, OK! Lol. I saw this bath mat online the other day as it's a hit this time of the year with Halloween approaching, and I thought it was pretty cool. I don't really like bloody stuff so yeah, this would freak me out if I didn't know it was fake. But I'm all about scaring people during Halloween! Especially this item kinda goes along with our love of going barefoot, don't you think? :)

bloody footprint bath mat
Bath mat with bloody bare footprints.
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Imagine someone going into your bathroom and seeing this mat. They would scream thinking they were your (or someone's) bloody bare footprints! They would probably think somebody just got killed, haha!

I seriously thought about getting one myself but the thing is, I'm still living with my parents, and I have my own bathroom in my bedroom. Virtually no one that visits our house ever uses my bathroom, so I would be the only person who sees it and that's no fun, of course. Putting it in the common bathroom by the living room is out of the question as mom would eat me alive, haha!

But if you live by yourself or with others and love to entertain during Halloween, this might be a good idea for a prank. :) But use common sense, though. You definitely don't wanna play tricks on people that are vulnerable like little kids, older folks, or those with heart problems, etc. Let them use a different bathroom, or simply warn them before they go in.

If you wanna get this cool bloody bare footprint bath mat, just click on the picture or link above. Have fun!

Sep 2, 2015

Scared Silly - a Barefoot Halloween Story

by Sharleen W.L.

It was Friday evening about a week before Halloween back when I was in elementary school. As soon as I got home from school I took off my shoes and changed clothes as Kevin and I decided to walk around the neighborhood and look at some of the interesting Halloween decorations. I was, of course, barefoot while Kevin was wearing his favorite Crocs.

We stopped at a house and admired the fancy decorations. An old lady walked out the driveway and said to us, "Hey, you kids wanna come in and take a closer look at these little ghosts and goblins?"

I was like, "Sure!" and we walked into her front yard.

"Be careful though, there are some slippery spots as I just watered the lawn. Especially you don't have any shoes on!" she said pointing at me. I was like, "Ok!"

I really enjoyed stepping on the wet ground with my bare soles. Nice and cool. Something that Kevin missed out on. The nice lady showed us some of the animated spooky figures and we were oohing and aahing. She said they would look even more impressive after dark with the lights on.

As we were saying goodbye she said to us, "Hey, be sure you both come back here on Halloween night as I'll have lotsa goodies for ya!"

"Thank you, mam!" I said and we headed back home since it was almost dinner time. My soles got pretty dirty because I walked on the wet surface which caused all the dirt to stick. But it was Friday and Kevin and I were going to sleep outside in the tent (in our backyard)*, so I didn't bother washing my feet when we got home.

Kevin and I loved reading Halloween books but so far we had only been reading kid's books. In fact, we had a favorite that we loved to read over and over. It's called We're Off to Find the Witch's House.

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One day I thought, why don't we read a ghost story book for grown-ups for a change. I was really curious what the stories were like. Would I get scared? So I asked my big sister Debbie if she had any ghost story books. She had a few, and to start with she gave me this one:

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Its a compilation of Hawaiian folklore and ghost stories. She said she would give us more if we didn't get too scared :) Woohoo! I couldn't wait to read it, and this was the night Kevin and I decided to read it. In the tent! So after we finished eating we went straight to the tent. It was going to be an exciting night.

After reading a few of the stories we kinda freaked out, especially because those things happened in Hawaii. Right where we live! They sent chills down our spines.

"Lynn, I don't think I wanna read anymore," said Kevin.

"Me neither," I replied closing the book. "Lets go to sleep. Its getting late," I said looking at my watch which showed it was almost midnight.

But of course, we weren't able to sleep. The spooky stories we just read were still vivid on our minds. There was a strong trade wind blowing that night, howling through the trees outside our tent. We heard dogs barking in the distance. Suddenly we heard something else. It was different than any of the other sounds we had heard. It was like footsteps. Like someone or something was walking on the grass.

"Did you hear that?" asked Kevin with a worried look on his face. I was like, "Uh-huh."

"What is it?" he asked again.

"I don't know. Lets just go to sleep," I said trying to act calm (had to maintain my image as a big sister, lol) although I was probably as terrified as he was :) I hugged Kevin from behind and we closed our eyes. We felt more secure. But then we heard that sound again. This time it was getting closer to our tent. Our hearts were pounding.

"Lynn, I'm really scared!" said Kevin.

"Yeah, me too!" I replied. This time I just couldn't hide it anymore. "You wanna go inside? We can sleep in your room," I said to him.

"Yeah, lets do that!" he said with excitement.

I said, "Ok, we're gonna run as fast as we can to the house, but you can't wear your shoes, though!"

"Why?!" he protested.

"Because...whatever that thing is out there...it might come after us, and wearing shoes is just gonna slow you down. You might even fall!" I explained.

He let out a big sigh but relented and said, "ok..."

So we held hands and ran (barefoot) towards the back door which thankfully remained unlocked (you see, our backyard is actually very secure as there are alarmed tall fences and walls around it. We also live in a very safe neighborhood. So dad said the back door would remain unlocked when we were sleeping in the tent in case we should decide to go in in the middle of the night, it would make it a lot simpler for us). I locked the door as soon as we got inside. We both breathed a sigh of relief.

I actually felt like going into our parents' room and sleeping in there, but decided against it as I would feel embarrassed and besides, we might get scolded. So we went to Kevin's room as planned (it was right across from our parents' which was quite comforting). Again, we locked the door as we got in. Kevin already had a queen bed*, so we both could sleep comfortably in there.

Suddenly Kevin remembered something. He had to wash his feet! His room was originally a den, so it had no bathroom. So he would have to use the bathroom by the living room. I said to him, "Forget it, Kev! I'm not going back out, and you don't wanna go by yourself, do you? Besides, I don't think your feet got that dirty just running on the grass. Here, lets have a look."

So he sat down and showed his soles. Like I had thought, they were pretty clean. So he was convinced that he didn't need to wash them. I then showed him how dirty mine were and he was like, "Eeww!" We both giggled and jumped in bed.

As we turned out the lights he said, "Lynn, can you hug me again?"

"Why?" I asked. "Are you still scared?"

"No...," he answered. "But it felt good and I'll be able to sleep better!"

I giggled and hugged him from behind, and we both fell asleep.

I was awakened by a knock on the door. I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. OMG, it was almost 10 am! We had overslept. It was mom looking for us. She was wondering why we didn't show up for breakfast, so she went out and looked for us in the tent. She got a little worried when she didn't find us there. She asked us what happened and we told her everything. She didn't seem too concerned. She just told us to wash up and eat our breakfast. Luckily she didn't see my dirty feet, or she would of scolded me.

Later we told everyone else what happened that night. No one really laughed at us, but like mom, they didn't think much of it. They probably thought we were silly little kids who got scared reading an adult ghost book. But to us it was quite a frightening experience. I returned the Obake book to Debbie and told her we didn't care to read any of her other ones, and she laughed.

We were still too scared to sleep out in the tent again. Well, rainy season was upon us anyway, so dad took down the tent and didn't put it back up until the following spring.

So, what was it that we heard that night outside the tent? Was our imagination playing tricks on us? But both of us heard the same thing, so that's rather unlikely. Was it an animal? Was it...a ghost? Who knows! After all, Hawaii is a very mystical place.

barefoot witch costume
Barefoot witch
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Oh btw, Kevin and I went back to the nice old lady's house on Halloween night to trick o'treat. Kevin dressed as Superboy and I as my favorite character, a witch. Yes, I was barefoot. In fact, that's how she recognized me: "your the barefoot girl that came visit the other day." It was an awesome night.

Side note: I still love wearing a witch costume even today. It just fits my personality, and its one of the Halloween costumes that look good with bare feet.

From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

*Reference: Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling

Aug 5, 2015

The Birth of a Barefoot Angel

barefoot little girl
Some of you who have read my little sister's article titled "Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling" (link at bottom of post) may be wondering why our youngest brother Kevin found her so attractive.

Well, Sharleen (a.k.a. Lynn) didn't tell the whole story as the article is already quite long as it is. We didn't want to turn it into a novel :) So now let me try to fill you in so that it makes more sense.

One day Lynn and I were flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine when her eye caught the picture of a very pretty model and she was like, "Wow, she's so beautiful. I wish I could look like her!"

I looked at her face and said, "Hmmm... maybe you could!"

She was like, "Really? You think so? How?!"

"By changing your hairstyle," I replied. "Let's show it to Debbie and ask her what she thinks!"

Our big sister Debbie agreed with me but she said Lynn would have to wait till her hair grew longer, at least shoulder length (at the time it was about neck length). Debbie then took one of Lynn's headshots and drew new hair over it to make her look like the model. The hair was over her shoulders and slightly wavy, and there was a bang that partially covers her right eye. When Lynn saw it she got really excited. She couldn't wait till her hair grew longer.

It felt like ages to her. Every week she would ask if her hair was long enough. Debbie and I would laugh and tell her to be patient. We also wanted it to be a surprise so we didn't tell anyone about our plan to give Lynn a hair makeover. When people asked why she had not cut her hair, she just said she liked it better longer.

Finally, the long-awaited day came. Debbie took her to her hairdresser to get her hair done just the way she drew it over her photo. The result was nothing short of magical! Lynn looked totally different. She was quite cute to begin with, but now she was gorgeous. She looked... angelic. She was even prettier than me, hahaha!

When she came home everyone was stunned to see her new look. Dad was like, "Whoa! Who is this girl? Debbie, did you trade your little sister?" Debbie laughed her ass off and Lynn giggled in amusement.

Lynn was absolutely thrilled. She felt like a brand new person, like Supergirl, she said. Her confidence soared, and her personality changed too. She used to be a little shy at times. Well, no more! She became very outgoing, more playful, and even mischievous. She also started to go out barefoot more often and eventually, all the time.

A funny story - one day she went to karate class for the first time since her transformation. She decided to go into the office to chat with the people there before class.

When she stepped in the secretary was like, "Hi, may I help you...? <Gasp!> Oh my God, Sharleen! Is that you? I didn't recognize you. You look so pretty! What did you do? And you're barefoot too, wow!"

Lynn giggled and told everyone about her hair makeover, and that she actually loved going barefoot. But yeah, she had never gone into the office barefoot. In class the instructor jokingly introduced her as a new student and asked for her name. Everyone laughed and she got a little embarrassed.

She also became a hit at school. She charmed a lot of people (probably even her teacher, lol - read "Going Barefoot at School"). Well, our little brother Kevin got enchanted too. That was an unintended consequence :) We were all fully aware of it, so one day dad had a little talk with both of them, basically reminding them that they were siblings. Although they could be good friends with each other (which is good), they were not exactly "friends."

At one point Debbie questioned whether it was appropriate for them to be sleeping in the tent together. But our parents fully trusted them and believed nothing "funny" would ever take place.

So yeah, that's the story behind it. You can read the referenced articles linked below.

Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling

Going Barefoot at School

Jul 22, 2015

Barefoot Little Angel at the Hospital

by Sharleen W.L.

One morning in early summer when I was in elementary school I went to accompany mom to the hospital for treatment of her arthritis. I decided to go barefoot and she didn't object. The treatment was to be done in the outpatient clinic, and when we arrived the nurse was all ready for her. She asked mom how she was feeling.

Barefoot angel on duty
"Well, I was a little nervous because of the potential side effects, but now I'm ok since many people are praying for me," replied mom.

"Oh, you'll be just fine! And it's great that people are praying for you!" said the nurse.

Then unexpectedly mom said this: "besides...I've got my little angel here with me!" while pointing to me.

You see, mom is pretty strict and can even be a bit mean at times. She scolded me a lot, and sometimes even punished me when I was a kid, but she actually loves me very much.

"Oh, how wonderful that you have a little angel!" said the nurse.

"Yeah, naughty little angel!" said mom chuckling. Again, I didn't expect that!

The nurse was like, "Ahaha!...naughty angel, huh?!" winking at me. By that time I was blushing, and I just giggled not knowing what to say.

"I guess you are naughty cos you must have lost your shoes!" she said again, looking at my bare feet.

"But angels don't wear shoes!" I replied, giggling and still blushing.

She was like, "Ha, you got me there, kiddo!" as she walked towards mom to begin her treatment.

The treatment was to take at least a couple of hours, and after sitting in the room for a while I got bored. So mom told me to walk around outside for a while. She even gave me some money to buy whatever I wanted.

So I left the room and walked around the clinic. Just about everyone I met in the hallway smiled and said hi to me. I saw the gift shop and decided to go in. I enjoyed looking at all the cool stuff in there but didn't buy anything.

Then I headed to the front of the building. It was my lucky day, as there was a shave ice truck there. Yes! So I went and bought a small cone. I continued walking as I ate the yummy and colorful shave ice.

I stopped by the fish pond to look at the beautiful koi. There were a couple of little kids there, a boy and a girl about 3 and 4 years old, and their mother sitting by the pond. They said hi to me as I approached them, and we chatted a little. The boy pointed at my bare feet, grinned and looked at his mom.

"Yeah, she's got no shoes on!" she said chuckling. "Did you leave them with your mom?" she asked me.

"No, I was barefoot from home," I replied, and she was like, "Oh, wow!"

I happened to have candy in my pocket, so I gave some to the kids, and they were overjoyed.

I looked at my watch, and it was almost 12:30. Mom must be almost done, so I headed back to the treatment room after saying goodbye to the friendly kids and their mother. My soles got really dirty from all the walking.

When I got to the room the nurse was just wrapping things up. "Ah, here's your pretty barefoot angel, right on time!" she said to mom while winking at me.

Barefoot angel off duty
So everything went well with mom, and on the way home she treated me to a very nice lunch at my favorite resterant by the beach.

When we got home mom went to rest, and I hung out with my little brother in our tent in the backyard (you can read more about that here). After a while we went swimming in the pool.

It was another magical day in paradise for this barefoot (naughty) little angel.

Yes, this is Sharleen reminding you that life is indeed magical no matter where you are. So, let's make it a magical day!

Photo credit:
Fairy Heart with CC BY-SA 2.0

Jun 6, 2015

You Can Go Barefoot!

How to bribe a barefoot girl

by Sharleen W.L.

If you have read the story titled "Barefoot Sisters" you would know that in the beginning mom was so opposed to her kids going barefoot in public places, but she later gave in and allowed Tania and me to do so. The following took place in my early days of barefooting in public when I was in elementary school.

barefoot little girl
It was 9:30pm on a Wednesday when dad was away on business. My oldest brother and sisters were still busy doing homework and studying, and my little brother was already in bed. I just got done with all my homework. I had karate class earlier in the evening, and so I took a shower when I got home.

Btw, I got punished in class with doing lots of push-ups (I was joking around with another kid and wasn't paying attention to the instructor), so now I was a bit tired and sleepy. I was planning to go to bed a little earlier but wanted to kinda unwind first. So I decided to go to the media room and watch TV.

Mom came into the room and asked if I would go with her to the supermarket as she just realized she was running low on groceries. She wanted someone to accompany her and help her carry stuff, and I was the only one available. But that was the last thing I wanted to do at that late hour especially when I was so tired!

I told her I was exhausted and was going to go to bed in a few minutes, but she insisted saying she needed to make breakfast for all of us in the morning, and that it wouldn't take very long. I told her she didn't need to make anything fancy as we could all get by just eating cereal, and that I would go grocery shopping with her after school.

Mom seemed to be at her wit's end. She was silent for a few seconds, and I thought that was the end of it. Then she said something totally unexpected, "You can go barefoot!"

What?! My jaw just dropped. Did I hear that right? I could go barefoot?! Didn't she know I had already showered which meant my feet were going to get all dirty again if I went out barefoot? (You see, she would normally forbid me to go out barefoot after taking a shower). And on a school night too? I was just flabbergasted.

So I was like, "seriously, mommy?!" just to make sure she wasn't losing her mind. :)

She was like, "u-huh," nodding her head.

Grocery stores are some of my favorite places to go in my bare feet, and going out barefoot late at night sounded pretty wild. Something I had never done before. Now I would get to do it with mom's blessing too! I definitely could not pass up this exciting opportunity. All my tiredness and sleepiness suddenly vanished. I was invigorated. So I said, "ok mommy, I'll go!"

I turned off the TV and walked with mom to the garage. She hugged me and said, "thank you, sweetie!"

During the day I would usually see at least a couple of other barefoot people in the supermarket but that night I was a lone barefooter. Heck, I was the only kid in there. But I was cool with that. This particular store had very dirty floors and my soles could feel the grime as I walked around. I also managed to step on some sticky stuff.

We were in there for almost an hour, and I had a really fun night. When we were standing in line at the cashier I looked at the bottoms of my feet, and they were black! Just as I had expected.

Normally, when I went out barefoot with mom she would say, "you go wash your feet now, ok!" as we arrived back home, and I would wash my dirty bare feet in front of the garage. But that night had been anything but normal. Mom was probably tired too and forgot to remind me to wash my feet when we got home.

It was like 11:15pm which was way past my bedtime. I helped her bring some of the bags in from the car and put things in the fridge. When we were done she hugged and kissed me, and said, "it was very sweet of you to come with and help me. You go to bed now, and sweet dreams!"

By that time all the excitement had worn off, and I was really drowsy. I wasn't going to go back outside and wash my feet. I was like what the heck, I'll just wash them in the morning. So I head up to my room and went straight to bed. I was pooped but also very happy, and I had a very good night sleep.

In the morning my big sister Tania, whom I shared the room with, was shocked to see me lying in bed with filthy feet as it had never happened before. I told her what happened and she couldn't stop laughing for I had always said she was gross for going to bed in her dirty feet. She also teased me to death. She was like, "are you sure you weren't sleep-walking all over town?" Argh!

Anyway, I washed my feet outside later that morning right before I put on my shoes to go to school.

I later realized that mom had actually bribed me. Telling me I could go barefoot was the only way to get me to accompany her. But who cares, right? It was also a nice treat for me. I had a wonderful time roaming the grocery store barefoot late in the night when I would normally be in bed. It was a win-win situation!

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

Apr 22, 2015

Self Cleaning Feet

Hi, this is Tania (not Sharleen). Yeah, she's been writing the last several posts here and you probably thought that little brat had taken over, huh? Just kidding! I love my little sis. But yeah, I've been kind of MIA (missing in action) because of school and everything else that keep me busy. But I'm still happily barefoot all the time, and my feet are really dirty. :)

Yeah, in fact that's what I'm writing about today. As I have previously said, I like to keep my feet dirty as a reminder and to show others that I'm an avid barefooter. Up until high school I had to wear shoes to school, so I couldn't keep my feet dirty all the time. Now that I'm in college I no longer have to wear shoes.

If you read my previous posts you probably remember that I was in yoga class twice a week, and we were required to have clean feet in class, so I would wear flip flops on those days. Well, I'm no longer in that class. It's a long story, but I basically got kicked out! So now I just do my own yoga at home in the backyard where nobody cares if my feet are filthy!

I still do karate, but I can come to class in dirty feet and they don't give a f*ck. In fact, my soles usually get even dirtier after class. So now I can say I'm a 100% barefooter and I never wash my feet. You may be thinking, don't I take a shower every day? Nope! Since I don't sweat that much, I don't shower very often. But shhh, let's keep that to ourselves, OK! My mom would die if she knew, and she would definitely kill me. Hahaha!

But you know what? Your feet tend to clean themselves even if you hardly ever wash them. One of the readers said this: "I am always barefoot, including at work. I rarely wash my feet, they feel and look better. Most of the time they are self cleaning. I travel all over the world and often have people say that they envy my resolve to never wear shoes. Some friends and family complain but I enjoy the freedom and the statement that my feet are my shoes."

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Dirty soles
They're absolutely right as I have experienced it myself. But how do you get your feet clean without washing them? By walking on different surfaces. Let me start with the obvious. If you walk on a wet and clean surface like grass, for example, your soles will get pretty clean.

Another way to get your soles clean naturally is by walking on hard and rough surfaces like most city sidewalks. If your soles are black (like after walking around in the grocery store which is my favorite) try walking on a sidewalk for just a few minutes, and you will see them turn grayish. Whether you like that or not is a different story, however.

Now if you combine the above 2 methods, like walking on a sidewalk on a rainy day or right after it rains, the effect will be about the same as scrubbing your soles. In other words, they get super clean! Again, some of you may like it and some may not.

"My feet are my shoes" is another interesting part of the above comment, as I once read in a book about Hawaii that one of the characteristics of a "kama'aina" (translated "child of the land" or local) is that you consider bare feet your favorite form of footwear. Pretty cool, huh?

OK, that's it from me today. Sharleen will be back with the next post. It will be another very interesting one. So, stay tuned!

Mar 13, 2015

The Failed Cute (Barefoot) Girl Trick

by Sharleen W.L.

Aloha, this is Sharleen! Hope your enjoying life as its meant to be wherever you are, barefoot or not. This is going to be a very short post for a change. :) Enjoy it!

One evening my little brother Kevin and I were going out on a "mock date" (he loves to go out with his favorite sister).

I was barefoot and driving the BMW convertible with the top down. This car belongs to Tania and me (yeah, we used to share a room, now we share a car), and Kevin loves to ride in it especially when I'm driving.

So as soon as we entered the freeway, I pressed on the accelerator with my bare foot, the engine revved, and the car zoomed past all other vehicles.

Kevin had the thrill of his lifetime. He was like, "Wooww! You really know how to drive, girl!" He then jokingly said he felt like a million bucks riding in a hot car with a hot chick.

Being in a naughty mood, I did that once with mom in the car, and she almost had a heart attack. Of course, she gave me a good tongue-lashing, lol.

So we arrived at this little shopping strip as there was a store there I wanted to visit before going to dinner. I always try to find parking in the front first which is a lot more convenient than going to the parking building, but its usually a challenge. Well, that evening was no exception. There were a lot of cars and there was a parking attendant directing traffic. He was a young and quite good looking guy. :)

cute girl
When my car approached him he told me to go to the parking building in the back. I saw an empty spot but there was a "no parking" sign, so I asked him if I could just park there for a few minutes.

He said no, and I was like, "oh come on, we won't be long... pleeease...?" in a very friendly and a bit playful manner with a smile and my hands clasped.

He chuckled and said, "Sorry, Miss, I can't let you do that."
I was like, "Ok... ok...you have a great evening!"
"You too, Miss!" he replied.

I then said to Kevin, "sorry Kev, the cute girl trick didn't work this time." We both laughed. It works sometimes, though. Hey, it worked even in elementary school like when I went barefoot at school, haha! Well, sometimes you win, sometimes you don't, but you have fun either way. That's how you enjoy life.

As we were walking from the parking building to the store, we saw the parking attendant again, and we again said "hi" to each other. He was looking at my bare feet. He probably never expected me to be barefoot although its not that uncommon here on the islands to see someone barefoot driving a fancy car or wearing nice clothes.

So how was our date? It was fantastic. We both had a wonderful time. We tried to make it as real as possible so it would be a good learning experience for Kevin. He even took me home afterwards (to my room, haha!). But since we are siblings, there are certain things we just can't do. ;)

Well, I met this parking attendant guy again on another occasion. This time I was driving the family car (Mercedes GL 550) as we were going to a resterant there for a family dinner (I was barefoot as usual). We greeted each other like old friends, and he said to me, "you know where to park, right?" I laughed and said, "sure!"

Everyone was wondering how I knew him, and they all laughed when I told them the story. But mom said I should be ashamed of myself for ever trying to pull the cute girl trick. Hey, you've gotta have fun in life and not take things too seriously!

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when your trick fails, lol. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

Photo credits:
JLaw45 with CC BY-SA 2.0
Marin - FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Feb 13, 2015

Barefoot Girl, Favorite Sibling

by Sharleen W.L.

I wasn't always living the barefoot lifestyle when I was a kid. I never liked wearing anything on my feet, but in the beginning my barefooting was limited to inside and around the house. On occasion I would venture out barefoot in the streets of our neighborhood, but not in stores or other establishments.

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My little brother Kevin has never been a barefooter. He would go barefoot inside the house as its the norm here on the islands, but once he stepped outside, even like to the backyard, he would wear Crocs (those shoes with holes on them), his favorite footwear.

When we were kids he loved to play and hang out with me coz he said I was the nicest of all his siblings. He was kinda scared of Tania as she used to be mean to him. You see, Tania used to have lots of issues as a child and could be nasty at times, but through a sequence of events, she managed to make a 180 degree turn. Today she could be Tony Robbins' assistant, haha! Kudos to her! Even mom has a lot of respect for her now.

Steve and Debbie were nice but their a lot older and often busy with school, so they very seldom spent time with him. I'm the closest to him in age (were like 18 months apart).

Tania and I always got along well, though even during her rough years. We shared a bedroom and always went to school together riding the bus. One time she went on a school retreat, and mom didn't want me to ride the bus by myself (I was 9 at the time), so she decided to drive both Kevin and me to school although we went to different schools. Kevin really enjoyed having me with him in the car to and from school.

He said I looked really cool in my school uniform which consisted of a dark brown plaid skirt, a white shirt with the school badge on it, a dark brown tie, and an optional dark brown handkerchief that stuck out of my shirt pocket. Yeah, my uniform looked really elegant and I really liked wearing it too. I would often leave it on for a while even after I got home and took off my shoes and socks.

One day after school we were both sitting in the living room. I was barefoot but still in full uniform, and was playing with my phone. Kevin was looking at me like in fascination thinking that I didn't notice, but when I looked back at him he quickly looked away. I asked him nonchalantly, "Kev, why were you looking at me?"

He was like, "uh...no I wasn't!" and he quickly picked up a magazine and flipped through the pages. I giggled and he became even more nervous.

Feeling bad, I later said to him, "hey Kev, why don't you come sit here next to me!"

He was a little stunned and was like, "uh...why?"

I told him, "coz I wanna show you this really fun game!" He hesitated so I said, "come on, your gonna love it!" After a while playing games together he was finally at ease.

Let me digress and tell you a funny story. Well, maybe not really that funny.

***begin digression***

One day we had relatives visiting us and one of them casually asked Kevin who his favorite sibling was, expecting him to say it was Steve our oldest brother as he's the only male sibling so they figured he would relate to him most. But to their surprise he said it was me.

When they asked him why, he said, "because she's the nicest, she's never mean, she plays with me a lot, and also because...she's very pretty!" and he giggled a little. He said it all with such purity and innocence but everyone was kinda shocked to hear it, especially that last part.

I overheard the whole thing as I happened to be sitting in the library right next to the family room where the conversation took place. I wasn't really shocked, though coz I had sensed it already from the way he sometimes acted when he was with me (read above), but I was surprised he told it to others.

Well, he later learned that I heard all he said to the relatives, and he freaked out. He was sooo embarrassed that he refused to talk to me or even come near me for days! Everytime he saw me he would run away embarrassed which actually made me sad. He wouldn't even go to the tent, our favorite hang-out place (read below).

So mom finally intervened and told him that he did nothing wrong, and there was nothing to be ashamed of as he only spoke nice things about me. It took him a while to overcome his feelings, but we gradually became close to each other again. Even today he still blushes when he remembers that incident.

In case you think this is kinda weird, read Tania's post about what took place prior to all of this.

***end digression***

Since we were having so much fun playing games together, we decided to do it again the next morning on the way to school. So he and I sat together in the back seat (normally one of us would sit in the front). Since we were in a hurry I decided to put on my socks and shoes later in the car. But as we were so busy playing games I totally forgot to do that.

So we arrived at my school and I realized that I was still barefoot! Mom scolded me for not putting them on earlier as there were lots of cars around, and we couldn't stop too long in front of the school.

She just went on and on, so as I was stepping out of the car I said to her, "mom, chill! Or your gonna grow lots of gray hair!"

She barked, "hey, how dare you talk to me like that!" But by then I already shut the door, and I giggled and made faces at her as I ran toward the school entrance. I saw Kevin grinning.

On the way home I took off my shoes and socks in the car wanting to feel comfortable. But mom decided to stop at the grocery store. Ok, so...what was I supposed to do? It was too much of a hassle to put my socks and shoes back on, but it was too hot to wait in the car. So I asked mom if I could just go into the store barefoot but she vehemently objected.

She scolded me the second time that day, saying I was still in uniform and it would be totally inappropriate to go barefoot in public, and I shouldn't have taken off my shoes so fast. She later relented and said, "well, you don't have to put your socks on if you don't want to, just wear your shoes!" I was like, "yay!" that wouldn't be all that bad. Btw, this happened shortly before they dropped the socks requirement as told in the barefoot at school story.

While Tania was gone Kevin wanted us to sleep together at night. I had a queen bed but my room was off limits to him as it was Tania's room too, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her. But his bed was a twin which was not big enough for both of us to sleep in.

I told him I could bring a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor in his room. He said he should be the one sleeping on the floor. So we were arguing back and forth, and dad heard us, and he came up with a brilliant idea. He said, "since your both willing to sleep in a sleeping bag, why not do it outside in a tent!" We happened to have a 2-person tent which was perfect.

We were excited beyond belief! Imagine how much fun we would have camping out in the backyard. So dad set up the tent in the backyard near the pool, and we had a fantastic time together. I would often read stories to him although he said he liked it better when mom did it since I sounded like a little kid! Duh! We also played lots of games and ate lots of snacks. Even in the daytime after school we would hang out in the tent and do a lot of fun stuff.

Kevin had a meltdown right before Tania came home. He said I would go back to Tania and wouldn't spend much time with him anymore. We wouldn't be going to school together, and we would say goodbye to our tent. He was crying which made me sad too.

So when Tania came home we made a deal - I would sleep in the room with her from Monday to Thursday, and would sleep in the tent with Kevin on weekends (Friday to Sunday). That actually worked out pretty well. Everyday after school he and I were still able to hang out in the tent. And we both always looked forward to the weekends.

Ok, here's a funny story. Like I said, Kevin always wore his Crocs outside the house. So in the beginning he would wear them even to the tent. I told him to just leave his shoes at the door and walk barefoot to the tent. He refused, saying he wouldn't want to get his feet dirty again after washing them before bedtime. Yeah, mom taught all of us this ritual of washing our feet before going to bed (sigh!), and being a good boy, Kevin was always obedient.

I told him we didn't need to wash our feet before bed when we were sleeping outside. Besides, his feet wouldn't get that dirty just from walking barefoot in the backyard. He wouldn't listen, so one Friday evening I decided to hide his Crocs. Yeah, I was the nicest and was never mean, right? Lol.

When it came time for us to go to the tent he was frustrated as he couldn't find his Crocs. He strongly suspected that I took 'em and of course, I denied it. Then he said. "I'm gonna tell mom and she's gonna twist your ear!" Ouch! Yeah, that was mom's favorite method of punishing her naughty kids. But would Kevin have the heart to let that happen to his favorite sister? :p

I laughed and said, "go ahead, tell her! You can't prove that I took your shoes!" He screamed in frustration.

Then I grabbed his hand and tried to drag him to the tent while he was barefoot, telling him not to be a sissy. But being a boy, he was actually stronger than me. He resisted  and I failed. He was going to get another pair of shoes, so I told him, "forget it, Kev! Your being very difficult. Either you come with me now or I'll just sleep in my room tonight, and you can do whatever!"

Well, that got him thinking. And more frustrated. Desicion time! Sleeping in the tent was a big thing for him, but he would never do it by himself. So he finally said, "ok, I'll go now" and begrudgingly walked towards the tent in his bare feet.

When we got into the tent I said to him, "now that wasn't really that bad, was it?"

He admittedly said, "no, coz the grass is soft. It wasn't like that time when we went barefoot to the mall and resterant where I stepped on a lot of stuff that hurt my feet." (Read Barefoot Sisters).

I laughed and pulled out his Crocs that I had hidden in there. Once again he screamed, "aaargh! I knew it! Your the one who took 'em!"

"So...are you still gonna tell mommy?" I teased, already knowing the answer.

He was quiet for a few seconds and then pouted and shook his head. I giggled and told him he should learn to loosen up. Well, he eventually gave up his "hygienic" habit.

Btw, all this happened prior to the embarrassing incident above, so he apparently overlooked it.

Dad took down the tent at the start of the rainy season (the winter months) for we wouldn't want to sleep outside when it was raining hard. Besides, the temperature can go down to the 60s at night which is a bit chilly. Then dad bought Kevin a queen bed so that both he and I could sleep in his room comfortably whenever it was raining or too cold.

This went on for a couple of years and we enjoyed it very much until it came time when we both agreed that it was no longer appropriate for us to sleep together. The backyard near the pool is still our favorite place to hang out today although there's no longer a tent. Yes, Kevin still goes barefoot there but that's about the extent of his barefooting.

Today we are very close and open with each other like best friends. He often comes to me for advice on life issues (since I'm older and wiser, lol). He doesn't currently have a girlfriend and likes going places with me and make people think I'm his gf. Yes, even when I'm barefoot.

We both know he likes me in more ways than one - my positive attitude, my playfulness, as well as my physical attributes. So we set boundaries and there are certain lines we never cross. We love each other as siblings and best friends. He told me he wished to have a gf with my qualities although he wouldn't be too disappointed if she wasn't a barefooter, haha!

I told him, "don't worry, one day you'll find her, but you've gotta look and can't be too shy."

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

Barefoot Sisters
Barefoot at School