Fern @ Greymouth High School: March 2017

Friday 24 March 2017

We had the dance perfected for weeks,

but when the time came to dance on stage

the butterflies came dancing back.

Like people running from zombies

or ducks scrapping for the last breadcrumb.

I was nervous like everyone else,

but there wasn't anything I could do.

I couldn’t run as fast as roller-blades skate.

I couldn’t run as fast as cheetah leap.

I couldn’t run away from the butterflies.

When the dance was over my heart was a

galloping gazelle.

The butterflies still come and go,

but now I feel as though

I fly with them.

Kia Ora Koutou

Ko Fern toku ingua

No Tāmaki Makaurau Ahau

Ko Ko Endevour tōku waka

Ko Ngati Pakiha tōku iwi.

Ko Aoraki tōku maunga

Ko Mawherauni tōku awa.

Ko Rego tōku matua

Ko Justine tōku whaea.

Ko Benny tōku teina.

Ko Nutmeg tōku ngure.

Tena koutou katoa.