People grow up, and sometimes they grow apart, Different experiences, different paths of the heart. Friends become strangers, strangers turn to friends, In this dance of life, where the road never ends.
People move on, and some decide to stay, We lose friends we once knew, find new ones on the way. Aligning with our future, our callings take their place, Life happens, with its unpredictable grace.
Memories may fade, but new ones are made, In the ebb and flow, where connections are laid. Through the shifting tides, we navigate and strive, Embracing each moment, in this journey called life.
The Pacific Youth Hackathon showed what happens when young people are given the room, mentors, tools, and trust to turn community problems into practical technology ideas.
Fiji's drug epidemic is not only a policing problem. It is a warning that too many young people are growing up without enough protection, treatment access, and stigma-free ways back home.
