Whaea Dawnette.

Whaea Dawnette

This is the worst day I had ever experienced in a school, losing the best admin officer.

We were waiting in the front of the marae to have a powhiri and as we walk into the marae we have to wait for the boys and I was standing there, waiting for the boys to hariru the people that was there and to respect Whaea Dawnette by kissing her or to touch her coffin and it was finally my turn and she was pale and to respect her I touched her coffin and carried on. We had finished and all of the matuas that had to talk had finished. As we finished uncle Bill stood  up and said his farewells and then we finished and it was our turn and matua Hemara had to acknowledge what whaea Dawnette did for us and we sang some songs.