“Song is not a private storm; it moves through the village until the wrong is set right.”
On Ifaluk atoll, song ("justifiable anger") is a pro-social emotion directed at moral wrongdoing rather than personal offense; word of one person's song spreads through the community and, especially when felt by the chiefs, functions as a moral check upholding shared values like sharing and restraint.
— Traditional Micronesia Wisdom, Micronesia
Source: Catherine A. Lutz, "Unnatural Emotions: Everyday Sentiments on a Micronesian Atoll and Their Challenge to Western Theory" (University of Chicago Press, 1988), summarized in Peaceful Societies (peacefulsocieties.uncg.edu), public-domain academic/ethnographic record
More Proverbs from Micronesia
You have to remember how the islands move. If you forget that, you're lost.
In traditional Micronesian wayfinding the navigator mentally tracks the islands moving past the canoe rather than the canoe moving toward the islands; losing that mental map means losing your way.
My father taught me that the sea is full of signs.
Everything on the ocean, from waves to bird flight to starlight, carries information for those trained to read it.
I make myself strong by thinking—just by thinking! I make myself strong because I despise cowardice.
Courage and skill at sea come from disciplined mental focus, not from bravado or superstition.
In our custom everybody eats, not just those with money.
Traditional sharing of the catch and harvest is meant to feed the whole community, not to be sold only to those who can pay.
Now you know all there is to know. But it will be twenty years before you see.
Memorizing navigational knowledge is only the beginning; real mastery comes only after decades of lived experience at sea.
My grandfather tell me not to hold the knowledge to myself; I have to pass it on.
Traditional knowledge survives only if it is deliberately taught to the next generation, not kept as a private possession.