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High on a Hill

November 17, 2008 by  
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Listening to the tributes about my great grandmother Moewaka Jane Rapana (or Nama as she was affectionately called) it wasn’t hard to imagine her walking between us all standing there. It seemed fitting that she would rest on the high hill overlooking her beloved

The Wind Beneath My Feet

November 13, 2008 by  
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P.D. Eastman wrote the classic Children’s Book ‘Are You My Mother?’ the story of a baby bird that has hatched while his mother was away. Fallen from his nest, he sets out to look for her and asks everyone he meets — including a dog, a cow, and a

Deep calls to Deep

November 8, 2008 by  
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We waited expectantly at the gate entrance to Haranui Marae. We must wait until the call of the karanga is heard (this is the ceremonial call of welcome performed only by the women). Hearing the karanga indicates to us that we are free to approach our hosts across

Herstory History

November 6, 2008 by  
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Each of us has a story, infact my story is not your story and herstory is not history and that’s what makes this world so interesting. Whether we say we are or not, each of us is a global citizen, always have been.

Tripping

October 29, 2008 by  
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Travelling up north again after all these years of being away my eyes feel fresh, eager to see and vociferously guzzle in the sights. I feel like I’ve been in a desert these past few years, the backside of it! I’m going to Haranui, to the marae of my great great grandmother Moewaka Jane, I’d […]

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