Rangi and Papa

We have been focussing on some of the legends of Matariki this term. We learnt about the separation of Rangi and Papa.
We have also been learning about how to write a setting which could include

• sounds
• colours
• shapes
• weather
• temperature
• smells
• sizes
• buildings

Here are a few of our descriptions of what it was like between Rangi and Papa before or as they were being separated.

I am earth mother, Papatuanuku.

I see a damp and dark place.

I hear birds singing.

I smell Christmas in the bushes.

Camryn

I am Tanemahuta, god of trees and birds.

I see nothingness of black.

I hear heaving as I push mum and dad apart.

I smell the flowers of my mum.

Ashlee

I am Tawhirimatea keeper of wind.

I see mist flying up from Papatuanuku, mother earth.

I hear tumbling and talking from my brothers.

I smell fire, smoke and flowers.

Cullen

I am Tawhirimatea, god of wind, the person who made Matariki from my eyes.

I see the black of darkness all around me and my brothers.

I hear the straining grunts of Tanemahuta as he pushes apart our parents.

I smell the beautiful aroma of the newly growing flowers.

Toby