Growing up, I always felt small. I’m half-Vietnamese, half-Chinese, and I live in New Zealand – so of course I didn’t feel like I belonged.
For a long time, I worshipped blonde wavy hair, white bread sandwiches over rice and, most, dish-washers – because my family’s was used to store plastic take away boxes.
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For some, Waitangi Day will be defined by beach barbeques, family picnics, a day off work or time-and-a-half pay. Kiwis will enjoy long-weekend road trips, crates of draught beer and fish and chips in the sun. It’s a chance to reconnect with family and friends and celebrating what is means to live in New Zealand.…