As told to Paul Little.
I learnt te reo Maori in 1993. It was a major shift in my life in terms of self-identity and being able to start unravelling lots of questions about who I was, where I was from, what my place was in Aotearoa.
I had been too old to go to kohanga reo and be part of the first te reo renaissance. I grew up in Feilding, which was a town of two halves — a quite wealthy farming community, and another community that would survive on labouring work, jobs at the freezing works or Wattie's. My school community was half and half. I was always conscious of Maori kids' lives — sometimes there was lots of money because Wattie's or the works were doing well, then major times when people were not well off.
I hung out with lots of Maori kids who lived around me and I saw the two halves of that town all my life. At Feilding Agricultural High School, which was an old traditional high school, it was a struggle to be Maori. The kids who were suspended and expelled were predominantly Maori.
I had a dad who was my Maori connection but had gone to Australia and wasn't around. And I had a mum who was Pakeha but who would drive us when she could back to Waikato, where I have a large Maori family, so we could have that connection.