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...most unusual opening in the 114-year history of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The ceremony began at the unaccustomed hour of 6:32 a.m. on the vast expanse of steps fronting New York City's most venerable art institution. There, five Maori women lifted their voices in unison with the rising sun and intoned the karanga, a ritual call of welcome. Instantly, a booming responsive chant was heard to echo from a block up Fifth Avenue, where a group of Maori tribesmen had forgathered. Then up the steps they came: 90 Maori dignitaries, some I with albatross feathers...
...royal ball at Melbourne's Hilton hotel, she stopped conversation dead by making her entrance in a shimmery, ice-gray gown cut daringly deep across one shoulder. At Auckland's Eden Park, Diana elicited squeals of delight from 35,000 schoolchildren when, with three Maori teenagers, she joined in the hongi, the traditional Polynesian greeting of pressing noses. Prince Charles, meanwhile, was nearly relegated to the role of spear chucker. A native warrior thrust a ceremonial spear at him and asked if he came in peace. The prince quickly replied that...
This custom of affection previously reserved for nearest and dearest is being cheapened by being conferred on all and sundry. Society will soon require some other way to express real love. I suggest the venerable Maori custom of rubbing noses...
...agrees Soprano Kiri Te Kanawa, an unusual name. At Covent Gar den last year, Basso Cesare Siepi kept asking, "Where is Kanawa?" as he looked around for a Japanese singer. In fact, the elegant Kiri is a New Zealander, the descendant on her father's side of a Maori chieftain. She now lives in England, where for the past three years her star has been steadily rising. Last week Kiri began to shine in New York too. In the grandest of operatic traditions, she made her Metropolitan Opera debut on a mere three hours' notice. Substituting...
Gamely, Mrs. Ashton-Warner demonstrates her Maori dances and shuffles her Key Vocabulary cards. She is an experienced teacher, a combat veteran, and she throws everything she has into what she calls the "passing on" of culture. "New leaves need the tree" she has said, referring to the need of the future for the past. But these new leaves do not seem to need her. In fact, she decides, she has never gone against any body quite like these junior frontiers men of the Rockies. "Why don't they like handwriting?" she asks in future shock. "Is it going...