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  • Fri, 9, Feb, 2018 - 5:00:AM

Dear Diary: A few days after Waitangi Day

New Zealand Flag and Tino Rangatiratanga Flag / Stuart Grange / Wikimedia Commons

Ata mārie diary!

Watercress and avocado on toast for breakfast today. Such is the life of a #Māori #Millenial. Was woken up at 7am by the sweet sounds of Kora coming from the kitchen. Emerged from my room to find like, five people sleeping marae styles on the floor. Someone is using a Red Peak flag as a blanket. Tūmeke. I thought I’d write this while I wait for them to wake up.

Well diary, it was Waitangi Day this week, just a few days ago. We all met up on the waterfront for a kai and some drinks. Overheard someone at the table next to us say they think Waitangi Day should be renamed as ‘New Zealand Day’. Had a good laugh about that!

There was some live music in town, so we wandered down to check it out. There were so many awesome acts, it made me so proud to be Māori! Ria Hall opened with the national anthem. The whole crowd swelled to one beautiful symphony. Pākehā and Māori alike, just like when the British and Māori signed the treaty in 1840. I stood in line with Mārire to get some food. We got talking about how we were excited to get back into studying our language at university again. An older gentleman tapped my shoulder, and asked how I was going to get a job if I’m spending all that money to study ‘te ray-oh’. He’s so right! There are so many opportunities in government sectors, education, the arts, science, tourism, academia, marketing, and journalism that how could I possibly ever decide?

It was a lovely time to celebrate our country moving forward from the union of Aotearoa with the British. Just like my country, I too come from a bi-cultural background. If two cultures could thrive in New Zealand, then sure as hell they could thrive within me! When my father was young, he was punished for speaking Te Reo at school. It’s good to know we have made so much progress from that time.

Diary, my friends and I had such exciting conversations. We discussed what Tino Rangatiratanga means to us as young urban Māori. Te Rina gave us the low down on her new media company, aimed at uplifting the stories of fellow rangatahi Māori. We talked about how amazing it was that two Māori had inspired the peaceful protests of Ghandi and Martin Luther King.

I had to leave for a second to take a phone call. A feminist organisation wanted my help for their art exhibition. They said they didn’t know any female and gender diverse Māori artists and wanted a ‘Māori voice’. I rattled eight names to them off the top of my head. I declined their invitation to open the exhibition with a pōhiri. Back to the party!

It was a shame that we hit such a low point on the way home. Hone picked us up to drive us back to the flat. Just as we reached Oriental Bay we were pulled over by a police vehicle! The officer asked Hone if he had been drinking and what we had been doing. Hone of course insisted that he hadn’t. After taking a breathalyser test and passing, Hone was issued with a fine for failing to stop at a red light!

It was an unfortunate ending to a lovely day. Luckily Hone is a lawyer, so he will be able to sort something out. And it was Waitangi, so Why Tangi am I right?

Anyway Diary, I’m going to go now. I can hear Mike Hosking on the radio and I have to go turn it off.  

Hei kōna.

DISCLAIMER: This piece is satire! Therefore the events within did not actually occur in this fashion. However all examples of casual/not casual racism are REAL EVENTS experienced by my friends and myself and DEFINITELY NOT made up. Happy 9th of February!


  • Waitangi /
  • Tino Rangatiratanga /
  • Maori /
  • Racism /
  • Millenial Māori /
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