Our inquiry for this term is based on the question ‘What are our stories of the past and how can these be told?’  We are very fortunate to have the wonderful Katikati murals close by, for us to explore and find out the history of Katikati and stories of the past, told through a visual art form. Here are our photos, paintings and stories.

My mural is Jimmy Culpan’s Packhorses.  By Nikora

Jimmy Culpan’s job was to take food and supplies and newspapers to the bush men so they could survive.  Today he would go by car.  He had two pack horses called Bess and Carr.  Jimmy was 17.  I think it was a hard job.  It was a long way and sometimes it was muddy.

Sunday in the Bush Camp

By Sam

The bush camp men must be tired from working all the days except Sunday.  They have different saws.  They need to sharpen them to make them good at cutting down the trees.  Jimmy Culpan is there with his pack horses. He brings supplies and letters.

The Waitekohe School By Aby

The Waitekohe School had 33 kids.  It was quite small.  Our school is also in katikati.  Now Waitekohe School is a house in katikati.  I even saw the house after the trip to the katikati murals.  It was just one class room.  They only used chalk to write on blackboards.  The children were 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 – all those ages. They all learned different stuff.   The Waitekohe School had no jungle gyms.  Our school is much better because we have a playground, with a big orange ball swing, monkey bars and a sooper dooper flying fox! 

Rev. kattern’s ostriches   By Saxon

Rev. Kattern’s is chasing ostriches down the main road of Katikati.  They escaped from the farm.  The girls used the feathers on their hats.

Sunday in the Bush Camp 

By Blair

Sunday is a day that the bush men get a bath.  They were probably stinky because they have dirt because they work all week cutting kauri trees.  They cut their hair and they eat.  The miss their family.

  

This is Waitekohe School. By Kaida

They had one classroom for all the children. Big children and little children.

I like my classroom now and I like painting.  The children wrote on blackboards with chalk.

My mural is Sunday in the Bush Camp.  By Gabe

In the camp men had a holiday on the Sunday.   They sharpened their saws.  They had a haircut.  They bath.  I think the bush men would like having a day off from cutting down trees.