matariki story

Once long ago in a beautiful valley there lived seven Sisters who were making kites for harvest.The first Sister made a green kite from the harakeke bush.The second Sister made a orange kite from the raupo bush.The third Sister made a pink kite from the manuka tree the fourth Sister made a red kite from the puriri tree.the fifth Sister made a blue kite the colour of the river. The sixth sister made a white kite from the toetoe bush.the seventh,smallest Sister made a colourful kite.Her name was Matariki. The seven Sisters took there kites to the top of a hill to fly.sadly,there was no wind,so the Sisters tied there kites to the puriri tree and went to sleep during the night the wind blew and the kites flew away.the sisters woke to the sound of crying-it was Matariki.where is our kites the Sisters shouted.up in the sky the kites danced among the stars.oh no! our kites have gone said the Sisters.the Sisters looked everywhere for there kites. The Sisters were so pleased to see their kites shining brighter than the stars. The end