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The Kapa Haka class.

I had been introduced to Mr. X once before, to request permission to sit in on his Kapa Haka class about Māori culture. The introduction began with Mr. X staring sternly and intently through my eyes and into my soul for an abnormally long amount of time, was followed by an uncomfortable laughter, and concluded with a brief "you can sit in on my class." I thought about and journaled about this moment obsessively for the next few days...how did he do that? Look straight through me? Mr. X seemed Read More