By KINGI McKINNON
I remember the very first time I laid eyes on the old whare, I hated it. It wasn't because of the way it looked, all rotting and crumbling. No. There was heaps more to it than that. I think it was the vibes mainly. Unwelcoming. Hostile. And I'd picked up on them the moment our car left the highway and rolled onto the rain-scarred metal road that led us up here.
I'm like that, you see. Spooky. Like my greatgrandfather, Kaitangata. He was a tohunga, Mum says -- a kind of 'witch doctor'. He was wise, powerful, and he could heal the sick and soothe the dying. He knew of things that happened long before his time; and things that were about to happen, even before they did.
And, yep, I've got to admit, that does sound a lot like me, all right.
Publisher: Scholastic
Price: $13.95
Age group: 10-14 yrs
When the Kehua Calls: Part 1
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