That water makes their hair grow. They say the magic word and they want the boy's hair or man's hair to grow packed together, bright, shiny and good.

When they go out for tribal fighting and they fight and kill a man... they come back to the tribe and organize a sing-sing like that because they are happy they have killed the enemy.

Everything that's attractive, beautiful, shiny, bright... we put it on ourselves. It can be passed on to generations. When the wig wears out we can mend it, we can add more, and it can be passed on from father to son.

It's so easy to entertain here. There is something magic about being around the wind and the water at night, it just energizes people.

We're wearing the magic white belts. My boys are playing great and fortunately, the other teams are co-operating.

We have all the sandbags that we had before. Hopefully they're not going to divert water down our street like they did last time.