I always think I am tough but feel such a sense sadness and grief what have befallen my Brothers down the line. Its so frustrateting not to be able to say the heart. My thought are dominated with the suffering of my Brothers down South. But with this I have a strange feeling of pride. When I see office workers side by side with delivery boys, cafe workers, police, council and people from all walks of life throwing themselves in danger to help thier hurt Brothers. This is the human spirit. This is New Zealanders. A small nation that gives far more then it has ever recieved. No wonder we had such support from other countries. You reap what you give and other nations now feel our pain. They are giving back. Our little nation that gives so much to the world. Now we see the mettle that makes us the envy. So sad and yet so proud. We are New Zealanders. We hold our heads high
