Long ago. One day and the present day, her name was “Maungarei. The Terminator” stood proud, she could be found in a country called New Zealand, when the world was quiet. A fierce mountain indeed had awoken from her slumber, she roars in frustration! the destruction caused was inevitable, she repents, more guilt and guilt, shame and shame was stoked upon her. She had pleaded to be ridden as her regret was like no other, The outsiders perished before the lives of families. The destruction of the: herbs, herbivores, carnivores, all blown quicker than the sand that could be shuffled by the foot of a child.
When the people and animals stumbled over her, they were ungrateful for the many good deeds she would offer. She would lose it, off the rocket I would say, her true colours flared and she was FURIOUS!. “STOP SUMBLING OVER ME, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH” Maungarei was tormented by her siblings who all despised her, she felt more and more angry that she was not noticed by her family. How would we feel? Understanding how she felt to be ridiculed for being the middle child would be worse than the eruption she would want to commit in the near future. Her anger drove the siblings, her fury roared, it echoed through the heart of New Zealand.
“Why are you guys leaving?” addressed Maungarei.
“You are too dangerous for us!” The town folk exclaimed. “This could be the deadly outcome of our selfish needs.” The chief cried out.
As time passed, she soon found out how lonely she became. Her furious desires ceased, her erupting desires had died down, her aggression suppressed. Finally peace had been restored to the land, the battle’s end drew closer, the shadows lurked back to the place they came from. The people learn to be at one with her and they learn to show their gratitude for the abundant actions she had provided for the uprising of the people’s village. She was hesitant about the sudden change in the humans. But they prove worthy of her trust, her joy and heart lit in rainbows that they could finally be in unity, her depression phase releases from her heart. She lets out a sigh of solace that they could be together, her presence depletes rapidly! as if she is about to fall into a deep slumber.
Tamaki Makaurau was safe once again, her great sacrifice will be forever passed on from generation to generation. The plants bloomed, the animals were at peace, the skies hadn’t been this blue since the day she had awoken, the town folk talked about the great things of what the mountain did for them. Their gratitude is the cause of the world’s flourishing, things had taken a turn for the better. Although people had thought of this as a sacrifice action and for the greater things that would be erupting, she was surely dormant meaning one day she would awake from her sleep this does not mean she will bring terror and destruction once again. The humans have learnt to be connected with the Maungarei.
She may be dormant now, but the awakening is near from today. She could wake up any moment, winding her up could be the death of all.
