We would go up north to Pakotai to my grandma’s farm with all my cousins. There was a creek there that we would go down and swim in it. We would have so much fun in there. BUT…. There were in eels in that creek. Big, fat eels. I wasn’t so keen on those eels. My cousins knew that. They would catch those eels and chase me with those eels. Actually, that’s not a favourite childhood memory at all!!