Today in Hurumanu 1 We had to read a poem called "Following Gold". It's about the New Zealand Gold Rush. This is how the poem goes.
I left my home for a new story,
my heart with heavy questions.
What is chance and what is fate? What fortune
lies in the slumbering wait?
No map brought me here - just tales
gilded in promises. I am
a rival among strangers, determined to turn
the earth inside out until my luck has changed.
I follow gold. Sometimes I am lucky
and meet its gaze and hold it close.
I am looking for a future, for my own
share of the light. The river offers few clues.
This is how you learn to walk alone.
This is how you write your story.
By Chris Tse.
I think this poem tells us all about the gold rush and how nobody would share where they found it. Also, hundreds of thousands of people came over to New Zealand just to Try and strike it rich. Most of them failed but a few lucky ones Succeded.
Following the gold must have been a very lonely life for some people. It makes me wonder, if many people did strike it rich.
ReplyDeleteWhen we make it to Arrowtown and Queenstown we can go look at the old gold mines and huts
ReplyDeleteCan we go to ShantyTown in Greymouth?
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