Friday, and Tata George had his tangi at Te Koraha Marae here in Tahaaroa. It was very sad. The aunties in the whare-kai cooked nice kai for us and the manuwhiri to eat. All the tamariki played games outside. We all played bullrush, rugby, and then touch. Sometimes we climbed up into the tree-hut. Ngaremu just about fell out of the tree. Back in the whare-kai the kai was just about ready to eat. It looked nice and it tasted nice too.