To the hundreds of children she sees every day, Hazel Martindale is the friendly lollipop lady who helps them cross the road. |
Her grizzled hair stuck out from beneath a patched and tattered hat, which Hazel was almost certain the woman had knit herself. |
They flew on for what felt like hours to Hazel but her grip never slackened around the neck of the Quebba. |
Hazel cut off a strip of the sheet about twenty centimetres wide and a metre long. |
With a background in agriculture and languages, Hazel decided to learn Maori extramurally through Massey University. |
She gave Hazel a more forceful push and disappeared from view as the door swung shut. |