We made new rails where the old ones were, because they were rotting and falling over. I helped carry the wood to my dad, and me and mum slid the posts over to him through the water, for him to bang into the mud. He had to hammer them in with a post rammer.
When I didn't have a job, I had a swim, the tide was very low, and I made mud pies.
Morean Kahi, your photo story of the day in a life of an Oyster farmers family is awesome, even though your day was long. What a cool way to spend a working day. I'm sure Mum and Dad are grateful for Nikau and your help.
ReplyDeleteKaitiakitanga is one of our school values. What do you have to do as Tio farmers to make sure our whenua and moana are looked after?
Thank your for sharing your time in lock-down.
Na Mrs Stevenson
Hi Mrs Stevenson,
ReplyDeleteAs Kaitiakitanga we have to pick up the rubbish in the moana, the old rotten posts. We bring all the old posts home in big crates, to burn in our big rubbish pile when we are allowed fires again.
We made new rails for the new oysters my dad will plant.