
My
 International srudents from Chile, Peru, Korea, Italy, France, Spain, 
Iceland and so on asked me what Pasifika stood for.  I explained that it
 was a celebration of the Pacific Island nations representing Niue, 
Tahiti, Tokelau, Kiribati, Tuvalu, Tonga, Samoa, the Cook Islands, Fiji 
and tangata whenua (Maori, New Zealand)
SIA KO VEIONGO R.F.C. 1966
George in front of the coach.

A distinquished George now.
These are synthetic leis, not the frangipani ones you see wore by the Pacific Islanders.
 Here I am with my ESOl srudent/friend George and his daughter Sita 
infront of his stall selling Tongan craft. See my Pasifika hat? I didn't
 like the feeling of the lei, so I wound it round my hat.
 On 
Wednesday mornings, I go to Mt Albert Baptist Church. The kids in school
 ask me why I go there. I tell them, I teach big people to learn 
English. I tell them there mums and dads can go and learn English and 
about New Zealand Culture.  I tell them about George. He is the best 
example to an immigrant to New Zealand.
Mālō e lelei  -   hello 
I
 always greet George "Mālō e lelei"  because these are the only Tongan 
words I know. My students in Pt Chevalier school taught me to say that 
and assured me that it is enough when I greet a Tongan person.
This
 is George Petelo Fa'apoi. He is 75 and comes to Mt Albert Baptist 
Church ESOL classes as a senior student. He is a very regular attendant 
and is such an inspiration.  I don't teach him, so I regard him as a 
friend. He is what the proverbial phrase, tall, dark and handsome man 
and soft spoken that any woman, me inclusive, would want for her boy 
friend.
In his younger days, he had traveled the world 
with the Tongan Shipping agency and had been to Borneo. George's 
extensive CV was high lighted when he was the security guard on duty 
during the French bombing of the Rainbow Warrior. He was an eye witness.
George is one of the few surviving Tongan rugby players that first played against the Maori All Black in 1966. 
Now
 as a retiree, he doesn't twiddle his thumbs. He attended numerous 
courses including alcoholism seminars, Pacific Islands sexual abuse 
counselling course, interpreting in English and Tongan, to help his 
people.
Instead he volunteers with the Friendly Islands
 Wardens Incorporated, and with 7 ex policemen. He provides security for
 Auckland City, Balmoral area, Sandringham and Avondale area. George is 
the manager.  He is a friendly grand pa to many of the Polynesian kids. 
 
He is one of the initiators of the Pasifika Festival 
Celebration in Western Springs. He holds a stall with his wife. Their 
stall won the best dressed stall in Tonga village in 2010. Such is the 
dedication and passion for his culture.
After more than
 40 years in New Zealand, he can show the kids a thing or two. Life 
doesn't need to be a useless bum as is the stereotyping prejudiced ideas
 perceived of immigrant people from the islands.
George
 lives with his wife, has two children, and seven grand children, (6 
boys and a girl). He attends church service every Sunday, and is an 
encouragement to those who know him. He is held with the highest regard 
among the Tongan community.
Mālō e lelei - hello (lit. congrat. on being well, the being in good health is worthy of gratitude) 
Fēfē hake? - how are you? (fēfē means how, hake is idiomatic with fēfē) 
Sai pē - just fine
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Tonga might well be that island in the sun.
Island In The Sun lyrics
Songwriters: Belafonte, Harry; Burgess, Irving;
Oh island in the sun
Built to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest waters, your shining sand
As morning breaks, the Heaven on high
I lift my heavy load to the sky
Sun comes down with a burning glow
Mingles my sweat with the earth below
Oh island in the sun
Built to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest waters, your shining sand
I see woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for her family
I see man at the water-side
Casting nets at the surfing tide
Oh island in the sun
Built to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest waters, your shining sand
I hope the day will never come
When I can't awake to the sound of drum
Never let me miss carnival
With calypso songs philosophical
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