Manu Korero
The day has come, Manu Korero in the far north has arrived. 5.06.19,
Tautoro school and other local schools around Kaikohe head off to Northland college,
To go to the Manu Korero. Everyone gets into class as Whaea Mary aching in excitement,
the kids all roaring with conversations with their pairs and some getting ready for their
first Manu Korero. “The bus is here”, Matt yelled, as Whaea Mary was organising everyone
in their places in the lines, so that everyone was sitting all together.
Room 1 hopped into the bus everyone sitting and waiting patiently for the bus driver to
head off. The doors shut on the bus and slowly left Tautoro school.
We all arrived at Northland college with, kids running everywhere and parents right
behind them. We all walked over to the hall as everyone gets out of the bus where the
Manu Korero was taking place. We stood at the entrance into the hall where the
Manu Korero was taking place and was asked to go wait in the room beside the hall,
because the people doing their speeches weren’t allowed to be interrupted.
We waited patiently for one of the speeches to finish so when we go inside no speeches
were badly interrupted. We walk in and over a hundred seats were placed around the
whole hall. We sat in the second row closets to the stage so we could get the best view.
A boy from Rawhitiroa school walks slowly onto the stage, with a dumbbell.
Ngaro and I straight away looked at each other wondering what this boy was going to say.
He looks down at the dumbbell in his hand and said ‘ This is a dumbbell,
it gives you mountains on your arms but not as big as mine’.
Everyone laughed, as I looked at Ngaro and loudly said ‘ at least one of them has a sense
of humour’. Everyone that had a speech at the Manu Korero were given a random object
and had to make a speech up on the spot to talk about. Me and Whaea Mary straight away
knew he didn’t know what he was doing. Gazillion more speeches went on and the day had
gotten more boring as more speeches went on the more bored I got,
I couldn’t wait to leave. It was Morning tea time and everyone went out to get food.
It was a very stormy day so there were tents with tables under them where everyone
could eat.
Tautoro school and other local schools around Kaikohe head off to Northland college,
To go to the Manu Korero. Everyone gets into class as Whaea Mary aching in excitement,
the kids all roaring with conversations with their pairs and some getting ready for their
first Manu Korero. “The bus is here”, Matt yelled, as Whaea Mary was organising everyone
in their places in the lines, so that everyone was sitting all together.
Room 1 hopped into the bus everyone sitting and waiting patiently for the bus driver to
head off. The doors shut on the bus and slowly left Tautoro school.
We all arrived at Northland college with, kids running everywhere and parents right
behind them. We all walked over to the hall as everyone gets out of the bus where the
Manu Korero was taking place. We stood at the entrance into the hall where the
Manu Korero was taking place and was asked to go wait in the room beside the hall,
because the people doing their speeches weren’t allowed to be interrupted.
We waited patiently for one of the speeches to finish so when we go inside no speeches
were badly interrupted. We walk in and over a hundred seats were placed around the
whole hall. We sat in the second row closets to the stage so we could get the best view.
A boy from Rawhitiroa school walks slowly onto the stage, with a dumbbell.
Ngaro and I straight away looked at each other wondering what this boy was going to say.
He looks down at the dumbbell in his hand and said ‘ This is a dumbbell,
it gives you mountains on your arms but not as big as mine’.
Everyone laughed, as I looked at Ngaro and loudly said ‘ at least one of them has a sense
of humour’. Everyone that had a speech at the Manu Korero were given a random object
and had to make a speech up on the spot to talk about. Me and Whaea Mary straight away
knew he didn’t know what he was doing. Gazillion more speeches went on and the day had
gotten more boring as more speeches went on the more bored I got,
I couldn’t wait to leave. It was Morning tea time and everyone went out to get food.
It was a very stormy day so there were tents with tables under them where everyone
could eat.
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