My PlaceIn 1982 Sally Morgan travelled back to her grandmother's birthplace. What started out as a tentative search for information about her family, turned into an overwhelming emotional and spiritual pilgrimage. My Placebeings with the experiences of Sally's own life, growing up in suburban Perth in the fifties and sixties. Through the memories and images of her childhood and adolescence, vague hints and echoes begin to emerge, hidden knowledge is uncovered, and a fascinating story unfolds. It is a deeply moving account of a search for truth, into which a whole family is gradually drawn, finally freeing the tongues of the author's mother and grandmother, allowing them to tell their own stories. |
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... Vegemite sandwich . By the beginning of second term at school , I had learnt to read , and was the best reader in my class . Reading opened up new horizons for me , but it also created a hunger that school couldn't satisfy . Miss ...
... Vegemite sandwich . By the beginning of second term at school , I had learnt to read , and was the best reader in my class . Reading opened up new horizons for me , but it also created a hunger that school couldn't satisfy . Miss ...
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... Vegemite . Both , if she forgot to clean the knife between sandwiches . We always felt relieved when , once again , Nan assumed the sandwich - making role . In April that year , my youngest sister , Helen , was born . I found myself ...
... Vegemite . Both , if she forgot to clean the knife between sandwiches . We always felt relieved when , once again , Nan assumed the sandwich - making role . In April that year , my youngest sister , Helen , was born . I found myself ...
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... Vegemite . We stoked up the fire again and swapped yarns and stories until the early hours of the morning . Sometimes , we had a singalong - those went on for hours . We only stopped when we were asleep or too hoarse to sing any more ...
... Vegemite . We stoked up the fire again and swapped yarns and stories until the early hours of the morning . Sometimes , we had a singalong - those went on for hours . We only stopped when we were asleep or too hoarse to sing any more ...
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