I remembered this: the day that Christchurch kids, Maori and settler, boys and girls, came together on the streets and performed the Haka to remember two of their schoolmates killed in the Christchurch massacre in March.
It was a moving and thrilling sight. But for me the most powerful message of this spontaneous moment was the sense of this being a shared culture.
One known and owned by all the kids, all of whom have been schooled in Maori culture and history and language from a young age. It was their Haka – white and brown.
The difference between the way Australia treats its Indigenous people really stood out to me when I visited New Zealand a few years ago.