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Friday, 15 June 2018

the story of matariki.

Once long ago in a beautiful valley there lived seven sisters who were making kites for harvest.The first sister made a green kite from the harakeke brush the second sister made an orange kite from the raupo bush the third sister made a pink kite from the manuka tree the fourth sister made a kite from the puriri tree the seventh smallest sister made a colourful kite.Her name was Matariki the sixth sister made a white kite from the toetoe brush the fifth sister made a blue kite from the color of the river the.The seven sisters took their kites up the hill but first there put there warm jackets on then there took their kites up the hill but sadly when there got to the top of the hill there was no wind so there tied there kites up on the puriri tree and went to sleep.During the night the wind blew and the kites flew then Matariki woke up and cried and she woke her other sisters up and then she said where are our kites said matariki.then one of the sisters said each morning matariki rose in the morning sky signalling the start of the new year.The sisters were so pleased to see their kites shining brighter than the stars of matariki.The end.