I
come out at night to hunt for food. I swim around in
the slow-moving water looking for beetles that fall
into the water from the native trees around my
stream.
I look for the patterns that the struggling
beetles make in the stream. When I find them, I move
quickly towards the beetle and eat it.
I am sometimes a sad fish because I cannot live in
the places where my ancestors lived. The humans
destroyed the bush for farms, and to build their
houses, factories and shops. No beetles fall into
the streams there anymore.
There are still some good
places for me to live in Waitakere, but not as many
as before. I don't have many relatives in other
places in Aotearoa.
I will grow to be as long as the foot of the
ten-year-old humans who sometimes stand in my
stream.
I
come out at night to hunt for food. I swim around in
the slow-moving water looking for beetles that fall
into the water from the native trees around my
stream. 
