How to lay a hangi

Tewhatewha

The Waka

I sit with my whanau and the the wariors shout “Ka mate! Ka mate!” The warriors grip the oars tightly and start paddling  and I feel my blood running through my veins. Our strong tattooed arms are desperately ready to fight.

We stomp our  feet ferociously as the horizon comes closer and closer. The fiery red waka warns people. The red is like the blood of our enemy as we tear the juicy flesh off of them. The scarlet waka glides smoothly across the  immense sea.  The stunning koruru leads the waka into war.

Powhiri Process