The Kakas have stopped calling (No. 94)
A story of Ahu and Ahuahu and their family in a Maori village in Aotearoa
before European settlement of New
Zealand. (Click on Ahu in
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Ahuahu the head man at Black Springs liked
Hunapo, Moana’s new husband. He could see so much of himself in the young man
who was a fisherman like himself that took on Moana in her need after Moana’s
husband Paikea had been killed. He could remember many years ago before he
himself had married Ahu that the mischievous Moana was just the sort of child
he wanted if ever he was married. She was observant and very funny and so
independent and self reliant but a terrible tease. Now she had grown out of her
bad habits and was a very useful member of the Black Sands community. In fact
she was a lot like both he and Ahu had been as they grew up without parents.
Now she had settled down with Hunapo who was
kind and generous and had shown his strength by walking up to speak to Moana’s
husband Paikea’s family after his death to say that he would look after her.
They had agreed as they could see that by agreeing to this, as Paikea’s brother
Tui wanted to marry Hekehoru who was Ahuahu’s daughter.
Moana and Hunapo were a good match and
utterly devoted to each other. Hunapo was happy to be a father to Moana’s two
children by Paikea and soon another baby was on the way, his. It was a boy and
Moana wanted to call him after Ahuahu because he was one person that she loved
and trusted above all others as she had known him all her life. Hunapo was not
so sure he wanted a more popular name. He was worried that people in the village would talk especially as
Moana and Ahuahu were not related.
Hunapo thought a lot about the name and after walking through the
village in the dark one evening by himself he came back to his whare and said
to Moana “We will call the child Huahua”.
Moana looked doubtfully at him trying to work
out what the name meant. She could see Hunapo name in there and Ahu’s and there
were certainly the sounds of Ahuahu’s name in there too. Her eyes
suddenly opened wide “Isn’t that was they call birds that are stuffed to cook
and eat?”
Hunapo looked surprised “Is it? I remember it
was the name of an old chief way up in the lands to the north. We can’t have
Apoapo can we? That means roll together doesn’t it?”
At this Moana laughed and pulled him down on
top of her. “No, that is a not a good name but I think I will talk to my mother and
see what she says. She will be down to see him soon from the village where
the kakas call”.
Hunapo nodded glumly. “Soon there will be no
kakas there. Already the pakeha white men have started cutting the trees for
themselves and there are great cleared areas in the forests. Hauku should come
and live here instead.”
Moana nodded sadly, “Yes you are right. Her
husband Torangi is an old man and cannot work in the forest anymore. He must
grieve to see the forest destroyed. I will talk to Ahuahu”.
Hunapo shook his head. “Just be the mother
you are. I will talk to Ahuahu”. With that he clasped her to him again and
breathed in the milkiness of her body. She looked into his eyes and shook her
head, “Another few days Hunapo, then it will be the full moon. We will have so
many babies.”
The next day Hunapo spoke to Ahuahu and they
agreed that Hunapo should visit Torangi and Hauku and ask them to live in Black
Sands. Hunapo then asked Ahuahu about Moana’s wish to have the new baby named
after him.
Ahuahu looked doubtful and shook his head at
first then smiled “My name means something different where I was born, it means
healthy and strong; whereas Ahu’s name means to look after or care for or even
to build or heap up. There is nothing wrong in calling your new baby Ahuahu. Ahu
and I did look after Moana when she fled from Gannet Island we all made sure
she would be a good member of our village. When you see Moana’s mother, talk to
her too. Do not be concerned Hunapo. It is not the name but the person inside
that counts. Your new child will be loved by everyone.
With that Hunapo relaxed a little. However
when he went up the village where the kakas call he was met with the news that
Torangi had died the day previously after a long illness. He had not worked in
the forest for some time although Hauku’s boys did so now under the pakeha
timber cutters.
He told Hauku about Moana’s new baby and that
if she wanted she could live in his village by the sea now to help with Moana’s
children.
Hauku looked at Hunapo’s eyes and touched him
gently on his arm. “What you have asked is a great comfort to me Hunapo. I
remember this forest as a young girl and now with all the changes it is time
for me to move on again. My sons will continue to work here and earn money from
the pakeha. They do so even though I see my homeland being destroyed before my
eyes. But it is different for them. I will bring my youngest child Hakeke with
me after I have buried Torangi here tomorrow.”
Hauku cried a little more and Hunapo waited
respectfully allowing her grief to pour out. As he waited there Hakeke came
forward with a bowl of water for him to drink. Hunapo was astounded when he saw
her for there in front of him was a smaller version of Moana nodding politely
at him. He smiled at her and said “Moana your older sister has just given birth
to a baby boy. I hope you can come down and see them soon.”
Hakeke smiled sadly, nodded and took the bowl
away after he had finished.
“Hauku, the reason I came today is that we
wish to call her new baby Ahuahu and we thought it best you should be aware of
this before we tell everyone.”
Hauku looked up and said through her tears
“For many years Ahuahu has been like a father to her. It is fitting that you
have decided this. Certainly he has been a greater help to her that her father
my first husband ever was”.
A few days later afterwards Hauku and Hakeke
came down to Black Sands to visit and a big gathering of relatives and friends
met to welcome the new little Ahuahu into the village. Despite Hunapo’s concern
everyone thought that it was the best name for his and Moana’s child. Even
though they weren’t related they were still part of Ahuahu’s family.
I had been wondering how Moana and Hauku were doing. Interesting concerns with the naming of the baby. I love the part where they are changing around Ahuahu's name and come up with unwanted meanings.
ReplyDeleteThis was a wonderful story. Reminds me of the many variations of colloquialism in Spanish - in some countries, "guagua" means baby, in others, the bus!
ReplyDeleteI see the logic in not naming the baby something that might stir controversy in the small community. I also mourn the death of those old souls, the trees...
A most worthy continuation of the saga, Robin! Peace, Amy
Families are built in many different ways..important thing is..they are family..
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this. We should take as much care in naming children
ReplyDeleteBeautiful segment of a beautiful series. Care should always be taken when choosing names. Joan wanted to call Christopher - Paul! Paul Hall! At school - Pawley Hawley! I had to jump on that one pretty quickly; took some doing, I can tell you.
ReplyDeleteThe naming of a child is so important because it's something they will have to live with until they die. I even made sure my children's initials didn't spell out an odd word. Thanks for another wonderful episode.
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