Ko Tarawera toku maunga.
Ko Rotorua toku awa/ moana.
Ko Ngai Tahu (Kaitahu) toku iwi.
Ko Uruao toku waka.
Ko Gary/ Jamie toku koroua.
Ko Susan/ Janice toku kuia.
Ko Darren toku matua.
Ko Kellie toku whaea.
Ko Senna taku ingoa.
No Rotorua ahau.
Thursday, 24 October 2013
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
My Camp Senses Poem
Lake Rotoma Camp
The clear, shimmering water as I arrive at Rotoma.
The stinky stench of the portaloos as I sleep.
The sausages sizzle on the barbeque.
The rough, rocky sand through my toes.
The warm tingling milo going down my throat.
I think Lake Rotoma was the best camp ever.
Senna
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