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SOCIETY
The people of Tāneatua saw that their tamariki were hungry, and bored. They made a garden.
You've driven through Tāneatua if you’ve taken the inland route from Whakatāne towards Ōpōtiki or Gisborne; it’s tucked into a right angle of State Highway 2 and subject to the near-constant rumbling of logging trucks and tankers. You might have noticed a mural near the dairy, the lined face and guarded expression of a white-haired kuia staring evenly from a deep black background. You might have noticed horses tied to porches; a shed painted with the words We Are Still Here. Harakeke and mānuka screen the new $15 million Tūhoe headquarters, Te Uru Taumatua—a sustainably built “living building”, and flagship for the iwi’s housing and building initiatives. Town size: 0.69 square kilometres. Population: 1000. Half the people here speak te reo Māori; some 90 per cent whakapapa Māori, overwhelmingly Tūhoe. Forty per cent of the families are a single parent plus kids. The unemployment rate is twice that of the Whakatāne District overall. The average income is less, too. Of those in work, one-third are labourers. Statistics miss a lot. They say nothing about the joy of finding the first ripe strawberry. The satisfaction of mashing a young kamokamo to feed to your toddler. They don’t catch the look on Honey Thrupp’s face when she talks about her garden. She would never say it’s hers, mind. But everyone else does. Keep reading...
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