Month: June 2016

  March 19, 1925 Marko dug his spade into the muddy ground, dirt splattering his boots. He wiped sweat from his brow and got back to work, his feet aching and swollen. He had to work for  hours every day if he wanted to his...

The Matariki stars, the Maori New Year. Twinkling in the sky, I wish I could just fly up to say hi. Written by tapu2016 No comments Posted in Uncategorized Edit