“Haere e tama ma. Haere me te whakaaro ki te pupuri i te rongo toa a o tatou tipuna. Kia wehi ki whakaaro ki te pupuri i te rongo toa a o tatou tipuna. Kia wehi ki te Atua. Whakahonoretia te kingi”
“Farewell, young men. Go and uphold the name of our warrior ancestors. Fear God. And honour the king.”
Our heads were bowed as our whanau recited those words. The pride had caused such a sudden rush through my blood, I could not hold the tears back. For those words had affected me hugely because I knew for a fact that all my brothers here, together as one, would use those words as a motivation to fight for our freedom of our whanau, and to give all that we had into it. I feel the strength of my whanau giving me more hope and confidence, trusting me with all their might to represent our iwi.
This is a paragraph based around the Maori Soldiers from Waikato and Taranaki. In this paragraph we had to talk about how we felt while leaving our family through the eyes of a Maori Soldier.
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