Chapter 1
Young Pai and Ponui are officially dead. They were the last two founders, and the two eldest villagers. However, one of Ponui's sons, Chief Holoku, has trained well in the healing arts. He passed this on to two of his sons, Dodi and Kilu. I am second oldest in the tribe, my brother Kayak being the oldest. He has a slowed walk, like Mama (Holoku's wife). I was at the burials, and they were quite sad.
We've had new marriages. I wouldn't obsess over such a now common thing, but there was one marriage so resembling, I just have to say it. The wedding of Taunga Bau and Bau Yanuca. They look just like Waiata and Umi. The hair, the facial expressions... I'm amazed.
Now, back to my study of the rock. Goodbye.
Matate, being the alchemist, was a gifted researcher. She took elaborate notes, wrote on the blackboard, and even took small samples of the rock. Her detailed studies proved that the rock was, in fact, the same, and can also be easily found on the island to repair the fallen statue. She just had to figure how to get the statue up there. She eventually got the idea of pushing it, but the statue was heavy, and no one person could move it. It would take superior leadership to keep everyone on task long enough...