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Dear Diary



I the Haka dance. And given my first assignment. What a week.

first: Unfortunately, are available at this time no current photos. To be submitted. Instead of old, but still make up beautiful photos.

At the beginning of the stay was at the university "Weekend characters Maori "(Noho Marae) posted. Two days that should an insight into Maori culture (dances, songs, feeds, history and dance again) and mean a lot of fun. Jenny can not take part despite repeated whining on my part in the event, because it is not a student of the AUT and the Noho Marae is already crowded anyway-so crap. So this weekend I need to survive "almost" alone.

When the butter to view Jenny in my arms ...

begins on Friday afternoon of fun. Each student should bring a typical dish of his home and prepare. Matze, Michael and I deliver to a whopping charge meatballs, which should have our reputation here as an absolute "carnivores" increase again. At the beginning we are led into a large wooden house that is decorated with ornaments and liberal idols of Maori families. Present also are a few Maori families and students who help with the organization. We will then also first with a song (it should not be the last this weekend) and a few sentences in the language of the Maori welcome. Then there is the obligatory greeting, not by "Shake Hands" or embrace, but by nose kiss. After my nose is sore and red, then from the welcoming of families and helpers (one lick and I believe would have been ne thing great ...), a few words of Maori and the first song to be learned. (Our burgers were sold out quickly) After lunch, go along with Jenny in the dorm, then in the university bar to live music or one or the other pitcher to this title.


The next morning began in a most un-Christian time of 8.00 clock. Slightly hungover, I drag myself in the pouring rain for breakfast. A bowl of cereal and an apple later, the world looks beautiful again , even when there is still room for anything in my stomach would be fleshy (once Carnivore, Carnivore ... always) been. Between breakfast and lunch are more songs, but this time learned with associated dance. It also showed us a game about throwing in the one sitting on the floor and singing (natürlich. ..) with sticks. This is probably an exercise that the Maori children were taught from 5 to improve their hand-eye coordination and it so prepare for the training as a warrior. For the general Central Europeans clearly ne number too high. But yes, I'm also armed service denied.


Lunch falls was a bit more modest. The hole in my stomach is as big as Luxembourg and will be filled, but certainly not with ner vegetable soup. Short decided to go Matze and I Subways, to remedy the situation. A 30cm long sandwich with meatballs later, is ready for the next few hours, and should have it in them.

hole in my stomach

The women and men are now strictly separated. The ladies of Creation learn a dance with pompoms in hand (laaaangweilig), while the men be introduced to the secrets of the Haka dance (Whoooooaaaa. ..). The Haka is an ancient war dance of the Maori, which has been presented for purposes of intimidation. Nowadays it is danced the Allblacks before their rugby games. And I say as an absolute haven has been: If you do there rumschreit and limbs rattling against each other, since you already aggressive. Something comes up in one, and I do not mean the sandwich from the lunch break.

Well, even ne cool thing, even if the language barrier has been a stumbling block.


We have danced the Haka Allblacks, whose text is as follows:


"Kapa o Pango"


Kapa o Pango kia whakawhenua au i ahau!
Hī aue, hī!


Ko Aotearoa e ngunguru nei!

Au, au, aue hā!

Ko Kapa o Pango e ngunguru nei!


Au, au, aue hā!

I āhahā!


Ka tū te ihiihi

Ka tū te wanawana
Ki runga ki te rangi e tū iho nei, tū iho nei, hī!
Ponga rā!

Kapa o Pango, aue hī!
Ponga rā!

Kapa o Pango, aue hī, hā!

...ein Strand auf Coromandel...Fie sammelt Muscheln...

So so... schon ne Ansage...Nach studenlangem Warten kommt es dann abends zum Showdown. Die anderen bereits erlernten Taenze und Lieder wurden im Rausche des Haka training actually completely banned from the head. Accordingly, the presentation will also be limited to isolated monosyllabic sounds (Au, Hi) and restrained movements (paddle movement). The highlight is the dance of Hakas and it comes as it had: namely thick! We "may" perform the Haka upper body free-Yippee! I am in this moment with the managed to get hold in the back row of course very pleased. The dance will be very well placed on the stage, even if we had done in training is clearly a better figure (clear, ambiguous ...). The movements are sitting, just the words (yeah right, the few lines ...) is not as liquid. I limit me again mostly on primitive Grunzgeräusche.


The dinner afterwards is the hammer, not only because we were allowed to wear our T-shirts. No, the good will be served nutritious Polynesian cuisine (you begin to understand why the masters most Maoris have grown about 2 meters high and wide as ne Litfass column ...), so all types of meat, potatoes and vegetables from the earth oven. A couple of salads, one can not complain ...

Cathedral Cove ... hach how beautiful

the Saturday night I make quiet, to the Sunday for the last lines of the first work and the Auserbeitung to use a presentation.


After a long night I got up at about 12 clock, and then immediately go to their knees. The Haka dance has left its traces in the form of muscle soreness and aching fists (One could also say that the last few weeks without much physical training have left their mark ...). So, just come up again from the toilet I drag my carcass to the computer. A sore in the butt may already be a real obstacle if you want to sit. My work is only now and then by food interrupted (thanks to the woman cook at this point ). At 1:30 (at night), I'm finished already time to go to bed and sleep good to be fit by 9 clock in the morning. The man from the city of Cleaning has little control, however, and his bomb repeatedly in front of our window and down ... I make sure that there is no Airbus emergency landing. No, only a Multicar, but what can come from such a small machine so much noise? Well, with NEM cushion on the head, it is then only as loud as ne steam locomotive in the hallway, I fall asleep.






On Monday begins a little tense and full of questions. As the first lecture will run from abroad? The others are stupid, too? Why here is actually around the straw?


arrived on the scene, relax the situation. The professor himself is not on site, he sent for his henchmen to test us. And the guys have about as much pleasure as we do, to be here today. Is relatively bored listening chewing gum presentations. During the presentation is running, quickly flew to work and made a few key points - the talk is probably multi-tasking. We have the case relatively well to make ends meet, even if we get the excitement and, well, the language Problems are noted. It is also interesting that some of those present have probably never held a presentation. They have just relaxes all their work line by line - purely copied to the slides and then read the stubborn on the slides. Since such a compelling presentation can sometimes take 40 minutes. Well, with a good feeling we leave the room, a first test we have left behind us. We hope that in any case, the results are so outstanding.

soon, Heino and tears ...