We had no idea what was ahead of us. We had to walk because it was not far from school. Most of us were tired when we were nearly there. When we got there everyone was so tired so we sat on the mat at Te Tuhi.
Then a man lead us through the building to an ond looking art room. We saw real tapa and we got to feel it. It was soft and a little hard.
There was a piece of paper in front of us, I wondered what we were doing on it. There were some pastels, paint and dye.
We shaded with the pastels, dyed with the dye and painted with the paint. "Ta da!" We had just created something which looked like tapa and felt like tapa.
I felt so good that I made something I never thought I could make before.
--- KH
