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My Totem

By Victoria T

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Published 27 September 2019

Gift from my Dad
My totem, umbarra
Sacred stories
And paint, black and purple
It goes where I go
I carry my culture

Project

Poetry Object 2019

Author

  • Victoria T

    Farmborough Road Public School
    Year 5
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Nurambang yali – Country speaks
~ Jeanine Leane

It’s been too long since I sat on granite in my Country and thought Too many years since I breathed this air— Bunyi-ng—ganha Felt this dirt—Ngamanhi Dhaagun Smelt this dust—Budha—nhi Bunan Listened for the sounds of her words that say ‘Balandha—dhuraay Bumal-ayi-nya Wumbay abuny (yaboing)’—History does not have the first claim. Nor the last word. Nghindhi yarra dhalanbul ngiyanhi gin gu ‘You can speak us now!’
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