Ngā Maharatanga

We Remember….

Growing up, I always remember Mum and Dad stopping at Tokohaere before we got to the marae. When there was a new baby, in-law added to the whanau, even if our mates came with us, we all pull up together to introduce them to Tokohaere. We all still do that to this day, at least our babies know who our Taniwha is?? where he resides and the story to why he became the rock. Risman Hunapo

This is my fathers stomping grounds. The first white whare tupuna with 5 fingers that I have seen. Rahera Martin

The bush, couldnt stand the distance from town, had some primo times though with the cuzzies, sessions, fights, music, munching, talking cos we aint seen each other for ages, seems only yesterday. David John Heta

My heart will always be here. My fondest memories are of this place and all the beautiful whanau I ate, slept and had tonnes of fun with. Arohanui Lisa

 

The narrow roads, rocky hills, green paddocks and the fresh smell of clean air. Holding on to my nanny's black skirt, sitting patiently for speeches to be over so that we can kihi the manuwhiri and then I can go to the toilet. Attending all the meetings with both my grandparents Huirama (Bill) and Kiri Hae Hae Hunapo. Getting up and doing a waiata tautoko after every speech my grandfather had made, while my nanny sat smiling at me. My koro telling me stories of Te Ao Katoa and what it was like gowing up on this land. Recalling every single person that I had met. Chasing the lambs, standing in cow TIKO. Falling asleep to my nannys singing when we were in the car, while returning back to Ngaruawahia. Anahera Hunapo

Heaps of fun with the cuzzyz bak in the younger days. Loving the new n improved marae everytime we return bak. Mary Rihia is my Grandmother, Mabel Tahu my mother (mapere her name bak at the bush), love to catchup with the whanau. Kataraina Harris

All I can remember is the anniversary of the marae and koro Tommy Rangitutia. Henry Renata

Only been there a couple of times when i was little. Junior is my koro (sorry if he was a dick to you, he wasnt the greatest of men) and Patricia (Nanny Kaye) is my lovely nan. SAKONE Hard, but its good to know we come from here. Represent hard. take care whanau :) Jamaine Enoka 

So many awesome memories I have of being at our marae. I remember we use to have a feed and then take off to the wire bridge or down to the bridge by the driveway so we didn't have to do dishes. Hiding in the totara tree when we were playing hide in go seek. The games of bullrush, cricket, and touch we all use to play in front of the wharenui. I remember helping my mother and my Aunty's make all the gardens around the marae. Sasha Rangitutia

This was my home away from home..I use to come up and stay with uncle Tommy Rangitutia and hang out with my cuzzies Benny, Pehi, on the farm up here, this Marae Hoturoa was like to me my Papa Koro and we had heaps of fun up here Cedric Ranginohoora Tunoho (Lungi)

Always loved being with my grandmother whenever something is on at the pa. Great memories, tells me about her father was a maori carver built takihiku 11 and points exactly where king tawhiao whare still is standing.                                

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