Mrs Stapletons Classes

Nickie is an excellent teacher. She takes mostly children, but some mornings and every everning she takes classes with adults learning english. I minged my way into some of her classes to try and get an experience of what it's like. She got me to talk about Māori to her adults, so I spoke about our similar customs we held to them, our carving, weapons, and told heaps of lies about Nickie too!

As always, Koros heitiki I've been wearing was a topic of discussion. I explained one of the theories that Māori originated from parts of Asia, and potentially Korea. They seemed to like the sound of that idea.

I got on really well with the adults in one evening class I went to, and a student Mr. Lee invited us all to dinner. The famous Hunia charm worked again ;) He treated the 6 of us to a mean as kai, this funky octopus and mountain vegetable mixture with a chilli sauce that gets cooked on your table on 2 gas burners. It was spicy as, and mumsy couldn't handle it. Mr Lee ordered beer and soju, a drink you do in shot glasses that tastes a lot like vodka. A bottle of soju the same size as a beer bottle costs around NZ$1. We ate, drank, and I told more lies about Nickie and myself (She really wanted me, I was a big sports star at varsity, she partied all the time while I studied...).

The next morning I went to Nickies class that all the Mums attend. Again I seemed to charm the pants off of them, and we were invited to lunch at a traditional Korean restaurant. This time we sat on the floor, and the food was already cooked and presented on a hot plate with rice wine. It was a fish in chilli sauce, mountain vegetables, a sort of egg foo yong and this out of it salad with big jelly things? I don't know how I'm going to go back to Aotearoa and eat pies again...