Saturday, 3 September 2022

In memory


In the middle of Auckland City a little way up Symonds Street is this gem. It was built in memory of the brave men belonging to the imperial and colonial forces and the friendly Maoris who gave their lives for their country during the New Zealand Wars 1845 to 1872. It was built by the Victorian League in 1920 as a tribute.

Linking up with Weekend reflections and the Weekend roundup.

10 comments:

Jim said...

Great memorial.

Lydia C. Lee said...

Interesting term 'friendly Maoris' I guess there's another term used for them depending on who is telling the story. Very interesting post - I knew nothing about this but we have a similar history that is only now, 200 years later, beginning to be told. #WeekendReflection

Tom said...

...it's important to remember!

Iris Flavia said...

Sad, yet very important...

Margaret Birding For Pleasure said...

What a lovely tribute Amy Thanks for sharing and have a great week ahead.

William Kendall said...

Very dignified.

Jim said...

It is very pretty; it helps people by being reminded of the
great place we/you live in thanks to these. I like it also,
having a lady pointer, i'm wondering if she has a name and
is famous? I should google the monument.
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Jim said...

Her name is "Zealandia", a typical N.Z. figure representing the people. She appears similar to Britanica, the mother of Zealandia. When we were in N.Z. we spent an morning and part of an afternoon with a portion of a tribe. We participated in one of their dances and either rubbed noses or kissed and were invited to a lunch meal with them.
We have Indigenous folk in the U.S, they were treated terribly here by the European new folks who took their land and put them in reservations. The reservations still exist but the people don't have to live in them anymore. Mrs. Jim and I visited a Pow Wow dance one evening and my mother was afraid all the time we were gone.
I worked with two one summer when I was young, on a paving project, helping with movement of the steel rail forms from behind the mixer to its new front. I learned a lot; one was a young man and the other fairly old. Although I was only 17, I was the one the bosses had driving the truck. An aside, the cement mix, sand and cement to the mixer truck drivers had a strike and they had me driving a dump truck for a few days.
Our road replaced a gravel road from Tekamah, Nebraska, to Craig 14 miles away.
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James said...

That's a nice memorial. I like the trees too.

Yogi♪♪♪ said...

I love memorials like that from long ago.

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