When I opened my eyes the light shined from me like I was a star. In the past this is what I saw,heard and smelt...
As I walked through a small village I saw dirty floors that were damp. I saw a Tohunga visiting families’ houses. Fresh plants grew all around. I could see a Marae with twirling poi inside. I could see the men making a hangi for their family which was what they usually do for their family.
As I walked past a little house made out of wood, I heard tamariki playing hand games, string games, knuckle bones and laughter. I could hear children praying, haka chants,trees swaying, piupiu swing and Maori language (no English spoken). I could not understand their Maori language every were I went.
I smelt warm fiery smoke that came from the hangi I could smell fresh air coming towards me and blew my hair away. As I walked towards the Maori people I could smell the Hangi food they ate. It smelt delicious.
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