I am completely fob - fresh off the boat - on paper.
Timuiaipaepaetele Lealaiauloto Vaimoana Tala'ipa Tapaleao. The first two names are matai titles I picked up over the years, but the Samoan language has long played a huge part in my life.
When you have a name like mine, it's almost impossible to get away from acknowledging the mother-tongue; with people often mispronouncing or misspelling at least one of those names.
One time I came home with a certificate that had savaged my poor grandfather's name - our surname.
My dad sent me back to school with a message for the teacher: "Tell them there's no B in the Samoan alphabet.''