Compulsory te reo at school is nothing to fear

the news some of the biggest changes planned for education in decades? Even the Ma¯ori-lite policy outlined by Labour, presumably building a workforce of reo-knowledgeable teachers to allow universal availability by 2025, is an astonishing commitment. I love it. Once in place, making te reo compulsory in schools would be within reach.

That a couple of Ma¯ori Labour ministers have mentioned the c-word as an inevitability (apparently a political gaffe) isn’t surprising. It is a start to rebalancing those decades when te reo was treated like a dog that had followed his master to school, and was kicked out the gate by teachers.

The very act of making te reo Ma¯ori available for all who want it in schools is revolutionary. It is a revolution of decency. Compulsory reo would help save a language and remake an entire nation in a single move.

You can join it – do the right thing for yourself, your country, your partners in this thing. After all, the biggest choices in our lives are subject to compulsion. We are compelled by conscience to choose between right and wrong. Or at least consider doing some shade of the right thing. There is no escaping it. There’s death, taxes, and selling out.

We all fail to stick to our beliefs sometimes (I’ve often failed miserably in my life, and for someone on the Left it weighs heavy. When you fail on the Right, it actually makes you a better man. Go figure). But having to make a choice is compulsory.

Maybe some people in this country don’t like all the compulsion talk because it reminds them of this. Choices were inescapable. They threw up their hands and chose to confuse inclusion with separatism.

And I know, people shouldn’t have to feel bad about stuff that happened in the distant bloody past. It had nothing to do with them, they say. But shared beliefs run through generations like a residual fever. This current crop still thinks medicine is poison.

The language of my ancestors was the subject of generations of compulsions by the later arrivals in Aotearoa. The language is in danger.

I salute the Greens’ policy, and I salute the Labour ministers who apparently have to whisper the c-word. Instead of being ruled by primitive fears we should sign up to the revolution.

We worry about our kids eventually making their own choices in the world. Like us, they’ll probably let themselves down. We just hope they can pick themselves up – because that part isn’t compulsory.

Supporting te reo in schools is a decent choice we can make now to improve things later.

All you have to do in this revolution is enjoy a moment of silence, have a coffee, and relish the thought of kids walking down your street switching between reo Ma¯ori and Pa¯keha¯ like civilised people.