It was 1953 and I was only 13. I’d come straight from Samoa here to New Plymouth Boys’ High School to grow up with the sons of Taranaki farmers. Their friendship made this school and this country a special place for me. So this is the New Zealand I knew first. But a generation later it’s no longer the New Zealand I know best.– Albert Wendt
In Auckland, our church gives us something else, a chance to find our dignity and run our affairs our way.– Albert Wendt
Because we earn more money here, we are expected by our aiga and community to give more. This constant giving has a price. We give what we are expected to give, not what we can afford.– Albert Wendt
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