Elevating Pasifika voices

<p>Iremember in kindergarten, when I was about six-years-old, I became very conscious of my cultural identity in a way that I had never been before. I was the pale by-product of an Aussie father and a Tongan mother, who contrasted each other (literally), and the fact that I was the result of this union was something of a foreign concept to many people. Picture it: a brown-skinned woman picking up her white-skinned daughter from school. I remember a lot of my school peers, upon the striking revelation that I was Tongan, would hit me with the classic:</p> <p><a href="https://joanie-lovell.medium.com/elevating-pasifika-voices-88877c7a2062"><strong>Visit Now</strong></a></p>