My Place: IllustratedLooking at the views and experiences of three generations of indigenous Australians, this autobiography unearths political and societal issues contained within Australia's indigenous culture. Sally Morgan traveled to her grandmother's birthplace, starting a search for information about her family. She uncovers that she is not white but aborigine--information that was kept a secret because of the stigma of society. This moving account is a classic of Australian literature that finally frees the tongues of the author's mother and grandmother, allowing them to tell their own stories. |
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... girls never seemed to care about anyone , and our House Mothers weren't like real mothers , they just bossed us around , they never gave you a kiss or a cuddle . Every morning , I'd sit on the verandah with my friend Iris , she was fat ...
... girls never seemed to care about anyone , and our House Mothers weren't like real mothers , they just bossed us around , they never gave you a kiss or a cuddle . Every morning , I'd sit on the verandah with my friend Iris , she was fat ...
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... girls ' . We'd cry , those brushes really hurt . Our crying always seemed to satisfy her , she'd leave , then . As soon as she left , the girls would throw the brushes away and let us play . It got that way that we'd start crying as ...
... girls ' . We'd cry , those brushes really hurt . Our crying always seemed to satisfy her , she'd leave , then . As soon as she left , the girls would throw the brushes away and let us play . It got that way that we'd start crying as ...
Page 242
... girls never seemed to care about anyone , and our House Mothers weren't like real mothers , they just bossed us around , they never gave you a kiss or a cuddle . Every morning , I'd sit on the verandah with my friend Iris , she was fat ...
... girls never seemed to care about anyone , and our House Mothers weren't like real mothers , they just bossed us around , they never gave you a kiss or a cuddle . Every morning , I'd sit on the verandah with my friend Iris , she was fat ...
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