I sat beside my computer in the sun with the birds singing outside in the rural land we live with my grandson Angus and we chatted in Te Reo. I read a book written in Maori and sang a waiata. I sat and thought about the history of the land I stand on and was thankful for those who have gone before and for those who will follow and wished them wel. I read a maori myth about the waipaunamu
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