For the last couple of weeks, we have been learning the process to making a hangi. Matua Ken our caretaker, came in to teach us how to dig the hole for a hangi. We are making a hangi for our class to feast on. We have ask our parents if the would come and help with preparing the hangi.
We had to create some sort of DLO to understand the process of a hangi. Yesterday, we learnt how to prepare the hole. I wrote a narrative to explain my understanding of a hangi. My favourite part was being able to explain the process of hangi in our own way. The hardest part was thinking of ideas to explain the process of a hangi hole. The learning behind this was to learn how to prepare a hangi.
Here's my story;
(This the second part, I haven't wrote the first part)
The Preparation of The Hole
- Find an appropriate clear the piece of land to dig the hole.
- Clear the loose shrubs, leaves, grass and branches
and other loose materials that could catch on fire
from the area.
- Water the ground surrounding the area so that if
a fire breaks loose it will die out quicker also,
it will keep your food/kai moist.
- Measure the appropriate area to dig. Use the cooking
baskets as a n outline. Give a little extra space from
the edge of the basket - 30cm.
- Get a spade and start digging. Dig the hole to the
depth of the basket and give room for the rocks
and irons.
- Gather the wood and prepare inside the hole.
Once Samantha had prepared the food, she found an appropriate piece
of land to dig the hole for her hangi. “Right, now I must clear all these
shrubs, leaves, grass and branches so they don’t catch on fire,”
Samantha whispered. So Samantha skipped back to her old, raged,
cozy cottage that was planted in the dense woods to gather the baskets,
her rake(for clearing the shrubs), watering can, spade, irons and rocks.
After she got back to the site for her hangi, she raked the loose materials
away. All the green, lush shrubs disappeared. All the dry, totally burnable
leaves disappeared, all the soft, squishy and emerald grass disappeared.
Next, she watered the dry and lumpy soil so that if the fire broke loose
it wouldn’t, burn down the whole woods! “Huh!” She signed in relieve.
Now, Samantha only had to measure the hole, dig the hole and gather
the wood. “La la la la la la,” she sang as she placed the baskets down
on the moist soil. Samantha started measuring around the baskets
making sure she left a 30cm gap from the baskets and the border of the hole.
“Wa, waaaa!” Samantha squealed. She couldn’t dig the hole for the hangi.
“What was that?”
A little boy named Timmy questioned himself. Timmy ran to the hangi site,
only to find poor and helpless Samantha crying her sparkle blue eyes out.
Timmy asked what had happened. Samantha replied murmling “ I can’t
dig the
hole for my hangi, waaa,” “I bet I can dig it.” Timmy said to Samantha.
Timmy tried and tried but he couldn’t dig the hole. Then, a tiny
baby came along and tried to dig the hole. But the baby could dig the hole!!
Samantha
told the baby to dig the hole to the depth of the basket and give room for the rocks
and irons. Timmy went off to find some wood for the fire he found some manuka
(for flavour) and totara(to keep the heat in). Timmy quickly gathered some wood
and hurried back to the hole. By then, the baby had finished digging the hole.
Timmy prepared the wood in the hole. Samantha placed the food in the baskets.
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