My culture.

My culture is Samoan but I was born in New Zealand. My dad was born in Samoa and my stepmom was born in New Zealand. Some days when I go over to my nana’s like on christmas evening we all kneel down and thank God. 

I remember that when I was young My Nana would put candles around in a big circle and my cousins and also Jamal would have to sit down inside the circle of candles and if we didn’t listen we would get a slap on the bottom. 

I respect my culture because as well as I respect my elders and my extended family. I love my culture because there are women that do graceful dancing and some even tell stories of what they have been through or what they heard, but that’s not all because Samoan is part of my family and I should be proud. 

The one thing I hate is that I’m still learning how to speak Samoa and also to understand Samoa. 

Here is a picture of the Samoan flag. 

Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed my story.