I. Long ago the Piccaninnies didn’t have a rag to their backs except a huia feather which they wore in their hair. They were the jolliest, tubbiest, brownest babies you ever saw with tiny nubbly knobs on their shoulders, as if they had started to grow wings and then changed their minds about it, and … Continue reading CHRISTMAS TREE (Pohutukawa) – (PICCANINNIES by ISABEL MAUD PEACOCKE