Last week on Wednesday I went to a funeral at 5:O'Clock in the afternoon. I was on my way to my nana’s and my friend was there her name was Zarnia we went to the flat were my nana stay so we had something to eat and then we went to the marae.
They buried him on Thursday they took him to another church to get cremated, but the kids weren't allowed to see, they had to stay outside until the family was finished spending time with Papa John .
When they took him they came back and then we had a feed it was so yummy and delicious after as.
It was so sad because when I went to kuranga he was always looking after us.
