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Page 31
Mother thought he had gone back to his place along the long arm of the land
stretching from here into the sea and had walked over to Warngi Cliff where the
marngit should be . You can see the hill far across the bay , showing up above
the ...
Mother thought he had gone back to his place along the long arm of the land
stretching from here into the sea and had walked over to Warngi Cliff where the
marngit should be . You can see the hill far across the bay , showing up above
the ...
Page 36
Our Nati says that at the Dreaming , the time when the spirits were about to make
Dulbu country , a huge sea beast rushed toward the land to snatch them . One of
our ancestors , Crocodile Man , rushed out from the billabong over there in the ...
Our Nati says that at the Dreaming , the time when the spirits were about to make
Dulbu country , a huge sea beast rushed toward the land to snatch them . One of
our ancestors , Crocodile Man , rushed out from the billabong over there in the ...
Page 77
We will make ganinjari again – Midinari can do that with his stone ax , as the men
did in the old time — and I will wander in the bush , scratching the earth until I
have gathered a bagful of roots and grasses . We will survive on whatever the
land ...
We will make ganinjari again – Midinari can do that with his stone ax , as the men
did in the old time — and I will wander in the bush , scratching the earth until I
have gathered a bagful of roots and grasses . We will survive on whatever the
land ...
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