The Flight from Big River (No. 65)
The
continuing story of Ahu and Ahuahu her husband in a Maori village in Aotearoa
before European settlement of New
Zealand. (Missed an episode? Click on Ahu in
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The Village of Big River had been destroyed
by fire and no survivors had yet been seen. The pakeha seemed determined to
establish a settlement at Big
River where there was
safe anchorage for their ships.
“What do you think really happened, Ahuahu?”
“I think that when we spoke to the chief
there they had already argued with the pakeha and killed some of the newcomers.
We turned up and were welcomed by the chief but the other men were edgy and we
were sent on our way crossing the river further upstream so as not to see the
burnt out encampment which we could smell. When the pakehas main boat returned
after checking the coastline they probably found their camp destroyed their men
dead and took revenge on the village.”
“Why, Ahuahu?”
“It is possible the pakeha wanted women after
a long sea journey and they argued about that. I was told by Hinewai that the
pakeha have a strong drink that makes them lose reason. They may have
threatened the men from Big
River. When we saw no
women in the village working caring for their children I sensed they were in
trouble. They had been hidden away.”
“This is not good, should we tell Rocky
outcrop what has happened?”
“That is a difficult question to answer. It
is one thing to have an agreement with them to help us if Big River
is aggressive toward us but we have no such agreement if the pakeha slowly ease
their way into our land. They are masters in the use of their weapons; this is
bigger than a pact between villages. Our whole way of life may be threatened.
We are on our own.”
“I have not spoken yet to Moana, what did she
say to you?”
“Moana is like a daughter to me. She is wise
but she is also with child, Perhaps she should be allowed to be a mother
without being embroiled in village politics all the time. She will always give
an opinion but when you ask her for it Paikea is humbled. He is keen to learn
but asking her to speak may make him become rash in his actions to impress
you.”
The old chief grunted at this. “You are very
open Ahuahu but worse still you are right. You didn’t let him see the burnt out
village did you? I could tell from his account that you kept them out of danger.
Go home now to your wives. We will speak again tomorrow.”
The next morning Ahuahu and Tangaroa were
down at the beach working on their canoes when they saw some people walking
along the beach toward them. They were survivors from the Big River
village who had hidden in the forest all night and had made their way along the
coast to reach Black Sands.
Ahuahu stopped work and greeted them and told
Tangaroa to take them to the village to eat and rest and advise the chief while
he packed up what he was doing and he would join them later.
There was a man, his wife and a teenage daughter
and another mother with two small children. They all looked very tired and
dirty and they walked slowly with exhaustion. Tangaroa picked up one little
toddler and carried him and they made their way back to the village. As they
walked along, occasionally the teenage girl would look up and glance at
Tangaroa and now and then would brush against him. If Tangaroa noticed he did
not say but merely spoke to the man and told them they could rest at the
village to decide what to do next. Just as they arrived Ahuahu caught up with
them and took the man to the chief’s whare and suggested Tangaroa take the
women and children home to Ahu but the chief seeing them arrive insisted they
enter his home to rest.
The families were given food and drink and
the chief then asked the man whose name was Marama to speak with him and
Ahuahu, whilst the women and the children stayed with the chief’s wives. Ahuahu
told Tangaroa to speak with the teenage daughter whose name was Haeata indicating
he should try to get her to talk too.
After they had introduced themselves the girl
said “If you are god of the sea why did you let the pakeha come to Aotearoa?”
Tangaroa shook his head smiling, “I was told I was named Tangaroa to appease
him not to be him!”
She smiled also and then said “Are you not
frightened that the pakeha will come here to destroy this village too?”
“We are not important here; we do not have a
big river or a safe place for large boats. Our canoes are pulled up into the
dunes each night as you saw us just now. All we have are the hot springs. Would you like me to take you
there?”
She shook her head but at the same time said,
“I would, but my parents do not want me to be out of their sight. Do you not
know that our village was destroyed and many people killed?”
Tangaroa nodded then asked “But why did that
happen and how did you escape?”
Haeata then looked around to see if anyone
else could hear. “The pakeha had camped on the south side of the river and
started trading with us but they were drinking a foul smelling liquid and they
argued with our men and wanted to take some of our women in exchange for the goods
especially the muskets, so a fight started. Luckily most of the women were in
their homes or hiding so we were not involved. The pakeha were soon overpowered
except those that escaped who crossed the river to their camp but our men
followed and killed them too.”
“Even though they had muskets?” asked
Tangaroa.
Haeata nodded, “The pakeha could not walk
straight and were falling over so they could not use the muskets properly. The
pakeha’s big boat returned two days later and found their camp destroyed and
their men dead. My mother was wise enough to anticipate this happening so took
us into the forest even though my father wanted to stay and fight. We saw them
destroy the village so we waited in the forest but no survivors came, so we
came here.”
“Where will you go now?”
“We only know the way of the sea. We must
live by the sea; so we will go further on to find safety.”
Tangaroa looked at her and thought how
attractive she was but he knew the people from Big River
were not to be trusted. He wanted to reach out to touch her but dare not. She
could see him thinking and then said with her eyes lowered, “Tangaroa will you
guide us to the next village?”
Tangaroa shook his head, “Just follow the
track along the coast.” And then he surprised himself by adding, “You do not
need me, I am promised to another.”
Haeata her eyes still lowered and with much emotion
in her voice said, “And so was I, but I am no longer.”
Much is lost when you take flight..the strong drink also has a lot to answer for..I sense another romance on the path ahead..jae
ReplyDeleteafter the turmoil and chaos, looks like another settlement is the offing. heart's settlement i mean :-)
ReplyDeleteNo matter how dire the circumstances you describe, you never let your story wander too far away from romance. Such optimism is commendable.
ReplyDeleteEven in darkest times, the human heart needs to love.
ReplyDeleteWow, how interesting the thought of this drink must be without knowing any real reason for it. I sensed a bit of sarcastic comedy there.
ReplyDeleteYou have a way of warming our spirits even in the mist of tragedy. I am sorry for Haeata's loss but it sounds all together forbidden. You have added new characters so simply.
Life’s cruel with its busyness, but I’ve just now caught up on the episodes I’ve missed! This series really is an engaging work, Old Egg. The kettle’s ever on the boil. Now I fear the pakeha will mess with Ahuahu’s people and therefore I have all the more fear the chief will be persuaded not to call on Moana’s wisdom. But who knows what you’ll come up with? And that’s the fun. Maybe Paikea will surprise us all!
ReplyDeleteDo I detect a potential romance for Tangeroa? He's grown up so much since I started reading this.
ReplyDeletehmmm.... i love the way each chapter shows us something unexpected. wonderful1
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I love the way the chapter ends with hope and possible love.
ReplyDeleteOh, I do love you, Rob! Death and destruction abound, yet love does find its way, doesn't it?
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