Remember when we were going to the Ngunguru marae but before we did we picked up my papa Joe and my friend Skyla? That was the holidays.
Remember when we went to the bottom of the hill at the marae and I went on a tyre and slipped and two of my feet went through the fence? A cow started to sniffle and lick my feet. The tongue felt like sandpaper. That was my holiday.
Remember when I went to my cousin’s Shar’s, DJ, Tekoha and the little newborn baby’s house so we could see our other cousin who came back from Wellington and her two brothers? Then we fed the fluffy, white, cute bunny. That was the holidays
Remember when It was my tenth birthday and I went shopping and one of the things I got was a burger notebook? That was the holidays.