Ahu and Ahuahu’s eldest son Tangaroa had
married Hatiti’s first child Horowai. She was the daughter of Hatiti’s first
husband Kaihautu but he had died in an accident at the Hot Springs when Horowai was but a year old.
Hatiti then widowed was allowed by Ahu to stay with her to help feed Hekehoru
and then to become Ahuahu’s second wife. Ahu thought that she was ill and there
would be no one to look after her children if she died. She knew Hatiti had
always loved Ahuahu after he had saved her life after the tidal wave when she
had been swept out to sea and was thought to be drowned. She had been rescued by Ahuahu; he had found her washed up in the trees some way from the
village a day or two later. Hatiti had loved him from that day on.
Horowai and Tangaroa now lived at the Hot Springs in a whare
provided by Kaihutu’s father who was overjoyed that his granddaughter should
live close to them. His name was Ikaroa which meant the band of stars in the
sky we call the Milky Way. He liked Tangaroa. Even though the young man had
been brought up as a fisherman, he said he wanted Tangaroa to become the
hereditary leader of their community after him to look after the Hot Springs and conduct
the rituals and welcoming ceremonies there.
Tangaroa and Horowai had been brought up
together and he had always been the one to look after her and protect her and she
followed him everywhere and always thought they would eventually be married.
Their first baby came quickly and it was not long before Horowai went down the
women’s birthing site to deliver her child. Ikaroa was especially pleased when
their first child, his great grandson was born. Ikaroa had become quite old and
frail and could hardly walk or speak any more. The new born baby was placed
carefully in his arms and Tangaroa said to him “Ikaroa, Horowai and I have come
to ask if you approve that we call this child Kaihautu after Horowai’s father.
Ikaroa nodded, “But should he not be called
Ahuahu after your father Tangaroa?”
Tangaroa shook his head, “Ahuahu has three
sons and two daughters; there will be many boys for his name to be passed on to
in the future. You had but one son, Kaihautu and he had but one child Horowai.
Where will Horowai’s history go if we do not remember it now?”
The old man looked down and shed a tear. “There
must be a wind blowing the dust, I have something in my eyes. Do what you will
Tangaroa. But yes, it does please me very much. Next time Horowai” he said
glancing up at her and wiping his eyes, “Bring me a girl child for your
Tangaroa tried not to smile at the old man’s
tears. He returned the baby to Horowai, grinned at her and in doing so rubbed
noses too. She placed the baby at her breast and it immediately began to
suck at her greedily. Everybody laughed when the old man said “Perhaps his name
should have been Takapu, the gannet, for he really dives in for his food”.
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