As a young Māori girl, I knew the colour of my skin was questioned.
When I say questioned, I mean degraded.
As a young Māori girl, I knew our people were questioned.
When I say questioned, I mean crucified.
As a young Māori girl, I never questioned skin colour.
As a young Māori girl, I never questioned my people.
As a young Māori girl,
I questioned
My identity as Māori.