Some years later, when my father was eight, he travelled to New Zealand with his grandfather to join his parents. My father arrived and attended primary school in New Zealand, where he spoke little to no English. Every time he opened his mouth to speak, he was punished. This meant his first interaction with the New Zealand education system was deeply alienating, something that he was not keen to develop or explore further. Instead, he was keen to get out of school as soon as he could, and he did. He left school with no formal qualifications, but with a lot of experience. 