The end result can be not feeling like a “real” Maori, but not a “real” Pakeha either. That space between cultures is a strange and uncomfortable place […]

Over time, I’ve learned the only way to coexist with that awkward space between is to remember who your tupuna were […]

Let’s not make it harder by asking questions that require a level of mathematical ability and genealogical knowledge that few of us posses [sic] – and are silly in the first place.

I might be more flat-white than espresso, but I’m still a tasty caffeinated beverage, made from the same beans. Whatever that might mean for my blood.


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