Iris and the Aloha Wedding Adventure by Lynelle Woolley Page B

wedding,” said Malia.
    â€œGreat,” said Iris.
    â€œAnd don’t forget,” Hana chimed in. “She’ll meet Tutu too.”
    â€œWho’s Tutu?” Iris asked.
    Hana and her sisters exchanged looks and giggled.
    â€œYou’ll find out tonight,” said Hana as she turned to go.

Chapter Three
    Rumble, rumble, boom!
    Five pretty hula dancers wearing grass skirts shook their hips wildly.
    Rumble, rumble, boom!
    Men draped in Hawaiian print fabric stomped across the stage. Each carried a large stick, its ends lit on fire.
    Iris and Hana looked at each other with wide eyes. They were sitting in the front row at the luau show, excited for what would happen next.
    Rumble, rumble, boom!
    The men threw their fire sticks in the air like batons.
    Iris gasped!
    Boom! Boom! Boom!
    On stage, a large ring was set aflame. One by one, each man dove through the ring. They tumbled into a forward rollbefore standing up again. But that wasn’t all. A second ring was set on fire. The last man in line would be diving through both hoops at the same time!

    Iris could barely watch. She covered her eyes but left a little space between her fingers for peeking.
    A powerful drumroll pounded, and the brave dancer took a running start…one ring…two rings…He did it!
    Iris and Hana stood up and cheered. “That was awesome!” Iris shouted.
    Hana nodded. “Leilani and I are doing a hula dance at the wedding. It’s our gift for Malia and Jay. Do you want to be in it too?”
    Iris didn’t have to think very long. “No way!”
    Hana looked surprised “Are you sure? It’ll be fun!”
    â€œI’m not a good dancer,” Iris explained.“One time, I had to dance in a school show. I twirled the wrong way and landed on a lady’s lap in the front row!”
    The girls hooted with laughter until a thundering voice made them jump.
    â€œWHAT’S SO FUNNY?”
    Iris turned to see a plump woman with tightly curled short hair. She was wearing a sack dress with big orange flowers. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at Iris and Hana. Iris gulped.
    â€œAloha!” Hana cheered. She ran over to the woman and threw her arms around her. “You missed dinner and the show. It was the best luau ever!”
    Iris was confused.
Why is Hana talking to this scary lady?
she thought.

    â€œIris, this is Tutu, my grandma,” Hana said.
    Tutu’s angry scowl quickly turned into a warm, beaming smile. “Nice to meet you, honey! Hope I didn’t scare you!”
    â€œOh!” Iris sighed as the color returned to her face. “It’s nice to meet you, Tutu. I like your name. Were you a ballerina?”
    â€œHa-ha!” Tutu burst out laughing as if the image of Tutu in a tutu was very funny. “Tutu is an island nickname for Grandmother,” she said. “Kind of like Nana.”
    â€œOur family is a mix of many cultures – Chinese, Japanese, Hawaiian,” added Hana. “My name means flower in Japanese.”
    â€œA flower name is perfect for Flower Girl World!” said Iris.
    Hana beamed proudly.
    â€œOkay, that’s enough chitchatting,” Tutu roared, startling Iris again. Tutu put her arm around the girls’ shoulders and led them over to their parents. “It’s time for wedding work!”

Chapter Four
    Iris, Hana, and their families gathered around the large table where they had met earlier for the luau meal. There were many adults present, but Tutu was clearly in charge.
    â€œThe wedding is in three days,” she said. “That means we only have two days to finish everything.”
    Worried looks spread across the table.
    â€œIf we work together, everything will get done. Here’s the plan…”
    Tutu began by barking orders to Iris’s and Hana’s dads. “Men, you need to rent the guest chairs and set them up on the beach.”
    Then she glanced at Iris’s and Hana’s