WE ALL BECOME LIKE LITTLE INSECTS

Te Ao Hou, June 1961, Page 12

WE ALL BECOME LIKE LITTLE INSECTS The tour had its Haroun al Raschid. When we were looking over the TEAL factory at Mechanics Bay, and admiring the delicate instruments with

which aeroplane parts are tested and repaired, an Auckland businessman, Mr F. Pidgeon, saw the bright red uniforms and heard of their remote and unusual origin. He asked the head teacher: “Would your children like a ride on the plane?” He put what seemed to us quite a large sum of money on the counter and five boys, chosen by lot, went up the little Tourist Air Transport amphibian plane for a scenic tour over Auckland harbour. Fortune was most perceptive in its choice. Among the five were three of our best boys and also the heroes of the tour. Wiri and Morris. The latter was in convulsions of excitement when the plane took off. The boys saw the whole of Auckland below them and our party became like little insects. Oddly enough, most of the children had seen the plane before as it often flies over Punaruku to the Bay of Islands.