Witi Ihimaera on his favourite Matariki metaphor
I remember being woken up around midnight by one of my grandmothers, Mini Tupara.
“E Witsh, get up.”
I was a young boy, 9 at the time, and this memory comes from the early 1950s. Mum and Dad lived in Gisborne, so I must have been visiting Nani Mini at Waituhi. As I dressed I could see outside the window people carrying lamps and walking up the hill opposite, where Tākitimu marae was.