by Kirsten Hilyard (1986, aged 15yrs)
story of Jane Tere Kokaua (nee Marsters)
My grandmother had often spoken of the hurricane that struck
the island where she and her family lived when she was young
and the hardships that they had to endure for the four years
immediately following. And although I had always found the
stories interesting, I never actually thought to collect all
the facts and record them on paper. So when I learned that
we were to do a research project on someone’s childhood, my
Grandmother came immediately to mind.
As I have said, she had told us anecdotes of her experiences
after the hurricane, but these were just bits and pieces of
the whole story, so the first thing I did was to write down
some questions to ask her that would cover most of what
happened during the four years that was spent on the island
from the time of the hurricane to when the first trading
boat landed at the island, four years later.
Because my Grandmother and I were very busy we never seemed
to have the time to record the interview on tape as I had
planned, so instead I gave her my interview questions, and
she wrote the answers down for me. She had the questions
with her for a few days and added things as she remembered
them, and by the time I collected her notes, I had a full
account of what had happened.
was also able to get photographs from a resource book called
Sisters in the Sun, written by A.S. Helm and W. H. Percival,
which is the story of the Suwarrow and Palmerston atolls.
When I was young, I sometimes used to think that I had it
pretty hard. But after hearing my Grandmother’s story, I
reckon that my life was a dream in comparison to that which
she experienced on a little island in the middle of the
My Grandmother’s name is Jane Tere Kokaua (nee Marsters).
She was born on the 31st of December, 1926 on
Palmerston Island, Cook Islands.
In 1936, when she was about 10 years old, a hurricane struck
Palmerston Island. Because there was no way for the island
to be contacted, the only warning the islanders had was a
barometer, which when it fell, was a fairly reliable warning
of stormy weather to come.
When the warning came in 1936, the island population of
about 100 people was ordered by Jane’s grandfather, William
Masters II, to make their way to ‘refuge hill’.
The ‘Hill’ was a mound about 8 metres high. It had been made
with sandy soil which had been dug out of a hole that was
made to form a taro patch. The taro patch created a sort of
drain around the mound, which kept the waves off the hill.
Palmerston an atoll consisting of a group of small islets
which are flat and only just above sea level. Only one of
these atolls is inhabited. Because of the high number of
storms in their part of the Pacific, this central mound of
dirt and sand provided a safe retreat for the island
inhabitants in times of flood.
When Jane and her family were told to go to the hill, they,
like the other islanders, packed up as many of their
belongings as possible to take with them, so that they would
not be washed away. Many people gathered stored goods like
dried fish and other dried foods that they had prepared for
emergencies such as these.
Although they were aware of the coming storm, Jane’s family
were slow to finish all their packing. Her Grandparents had
already left for the hill, leaving the children and an uncle
to finish bundling their goods.
By the time they were ready to leave their beachside house
to go to the hill, the big waves were already near to the
Seeing that the waves were so close, Jane’s uncle, James
Marsters, gathered the children and tied each of them either
to himself, or to Jane’s older brother, Carl with one long
length of rope. They then proceeded to the hill following a
rope that had been tied from their house to the hill.
When they got about half way along the rope, the waves hit
the island and rushed over it, but, although it was a
struggle, James and Carl got themselves and the children to
the hill safely.
Upon reaching the hill, Jane and her family joined her
Grandparents and the other islanders to wait out the storm.
The full strength of the hurricane struck in the morning,
and the wind, rain and waves pummelled the island all day
and through the night. By the next morning everything was
calm. Also, everything was gone.
The winds and waves had swept away everything on the beach
side of the island (as opposed to the lagoon side), and
there were only a few coconut trunks and the church left
standing. The church had been carried about twenty metres
from it’s original site.
Luckily no one was swept away or injured, but my Grandmother
was told that one person had died in a previous big
hurricane which occurred just before she was born (1926).
Food and water.
Because everything had been washed away – houses, coconut
trees, crops – the only things that the islanders had were
what they had taken to the hill with them. Some of what they
had taken was food, but they knew that it wouldn’t last
long. From the first days after the hurricane they gathered
anything that they could find.
Everything that they collected to eat was floating. They got
a lot of coconuts and coconut tops and even a crate of
oranges once, although they were salty after having been in
the sea for a time. But these pickings did not come as
frequently, after a couple of months or so.
When the coconuts being washed up on the beach started to
become more scarce, any food that was available was
carefully rationed within the family.
All of this food that they were eating had been saturated
with salt water and therefore had rotted. But they were
lucky in one respect because coconut, along with fish of
which there were plenty of, was one of the main items of
their diet, and coconut, no matter how decayed and possibly
not suited to my or your tastebuds, is edible.
There was still taro and other root vegetables in the
ground, but that had now become bitter and decayed along
with everything else that had once been growing on the
island and had not been swept away.
One thing they did have plenty of was water. Palmerston is a
deeply religious island, and my Grandmother said that they
were blessed with the rain. However they did not use the
rain water to wash in. For that purpose, they used water
from their well, which was salty, but did the job.
This was also no problem. Along with the food that they had
collected off the beach, they also gathered coconut branches
to make roofs for their houses, and used the fallen coconut
trunks to build their houses. Both materials were used to
make fires for cooking and warmth.
There was plenty of lighting as well. They had stored
coconut oil and kerosene for lamps and had taken it to the
hill with them. If this was not available, coconut sheaves
were used. These were used anyway to light around the
outside of their houses.
When the islanders had gone to the hill, they had taken with
them, among other things, clothes to wear. Now this was all
well and fine, until their clothing started to wear out.
Under normal circumstances, a schooner would come to the
island once a year, bringing with it food supplies for the
islanders like flour, sugar, rice, corned beef and other
essentials, like cloth and building materials. But after the
1936 hurricane, a ship did not arrive at Palmerston until
several months after the disaster, by which time they had
completely run out of these essential items.
So, with most of their clothes worn to rags, they instead
wore flax skirts, and saved their best frock or pants to
wear to church.
With the winds and sea that washed over Palmerston, the
whole island had changed. There were no more houses in the
little settlement, and no plants or trees left on any of the
atolls that made up Palmerston. The only features that the
islands had, were sand banks.
As I mentioned earlier, the one other thing that had
survived the hurricane, apart from the islanders themselves,
was the Church. It had been moved several metres by the sea,
so one of the first things that the islanders did, was to
move the Church back to its original position by rolling it
over the ground on coconut tree trunks.
Once it was in place, the Church services continued as per
usual. As my Grandmother said ‘The land may have changed,
but the people had not. Their faith in the Lord was still
After a couple of years, things started to grow on the
island again. Wild arrowroot, which was grated and strained
then left to dry, was mixed with fruit from a tree called
Pandana. These, mixed together, made a rather tasty ‘poke’,
a starchy dish. This was good to eat with fish.
Around this time, the islanders started to plant the land
themselves. There were a few old coconuts that had been
saved, so they were put into the ground. However, these
trees take five to seven years before they start to bear
fruit, so they had to try and grow taro and puraka in the
sandy soil, while the coconut was growing.
There was no actual employment on Palmerston, but everyone
had jobs to do. They had to build themselves houses, catch
fish and collect food to feed their families, and most
importantly, plant the land.
They also gathered copra from coconuts (when there were
some), because this is what they used to trade for their
food and supplies from the schooners and other ships that
finally arrived several months later.
My Grandmother, Jane, did not have much schooling. She says
that she does remember going to school at the age of five
for a short time, but after that, doesn’t remember returning
to school until she was about thirteen. Her older brother,
Louis, had come to Palmerston from Rarotonga, and was their
teacher. She went to school for a year and learned a little
writing, maths and reading. The reading was not so bad,
because she could read the bible having been taught by her
Grandfather and Grandmother.
The best and
Jane cannot remember being sad at any time after the
hurricane. She does however remember being very frightened
during the hurricane, of the wind and the high seas. But
after everything was over, she felt safe because she had her
Grandparents with her.
She does recall one of her happiest times directly after the
“My sister, my Grandparents and I had to go down to the
beach one day to find food. I remember going out into the
water to get a drifting coconut, then we made ourselves a
net out of old branches, and brought a little fish that we
caught ashore. Then we made ourselves a little fire on the
beach to cook the fish on. It was like having a picnic on
Palmerston Island belongs to the Marsters family. At the
time of the 1936 hurricane the head of the land was William
Masters II. He controlled the land, and was also the
Minister of their Church.
There are three families on the island, and each has their
own leader who works with the head of the land. The head of
the land has the final say, so what William Marsters said
William Marsters I (Jane’s Great Grandfather) was the
founder of Palmerston. He was married to a lady from
Tongareva named Sarah(whom my Grandmother is descended
from). He brought Sarah, her cousin Tepou, and his friend’s
wife, Matavia to the island. It is from these women the
three families of William Marsters are descended.
My Grandmother’s childhood could not have been more
different from mine.
do not remember anything that happened to change my life as
drastically as something like a hurricane might have. I
mainly worried about things that I wanted, but couldn’t
have. So doing this research paper really made me think
about how hard some people have it, and I realised just how
trivial my problems had been.
Yet, the Palmerston Islanders did not seem to think it was
such a big deal. They had storms that wiped out their whole
island. They went without many staple foods and were
abandoned by the other islands for almost four years. Their
life on the island was hard, but they accepted what happened
to them, and made the most of what they had.
It makes me wonder what I ever had to worry about.
What year were you born?
Where were you born?
When did the hurricane hit Palmerston?
What did you and your family do when you realised that a
hurricane was coming?
How long did the hurricane last?
Did anyone on the island die?
How did the hurricane affect the island itself?
What did you eat and drink?
How did you cook?
After the hurricane, where did you live?
How did you light your home?
What sort of clothes did you wear?
What changes were made in the lifestyle of the islanders
after the hurricane?
Who controlled the people on the island?
What sort of jobs did people do on the island to help get
things back to normal?
What is your happiest memory of the time after the
What is your saddest?
Did you go to school?
How old were you?
How long were you at school?
What were you taught?
A.S. Helm and W. H. Percival
Sisters in the Sun.
Great Britain 1973