There are any number of excellent books in print that deal with childhood, with the author having a fine voice in terms of that of a child. In HULA, while Lisa Shea captures a child's voice with excellence, there is just no point to this book in the end. Rather, it is just a descriptive piece, and the reader learns nothing more from having read this book.I think Shea is big on style and short on substance. I found this book simply a display of Shea's writing skills, rather than anything monumental. There are so many fantastic books about childhood, such as LIAR'S CLUB and THE MONKEY KING (Patricia Chao) that this little book did nothing at all for me.