Most people are familiar with the rather terrifying Maori Haka done at the beginning of the Rugby games that the All Blacks play. It is a warrior dance of sorts, and is intended to strike terror into those who see it.
Some Maori like to cultivate the big, butch, scary image.
Today I heard a funny story from a Maori lady I know. Her huge 16 year old son rescued a duckling, which he brought home and is besotted with. Bang goes the stereotype. This lady has been digging up worms and feeding this feather duster around the clock. She said she was exhausted and that it was like having a newborn all over again. I asked her whether it was a male or female. Her reply was hilarious. She was hoping it wasn’t a male, as this breed of duck mates for life, and probably now thinks she’s its girlfriend!
If it is female, life is not going to be a box of fluffy ducks for her strapping son either. He will spend the rest of his years explaining the other “chick” in his life.
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