Anyinginyi Manuku Apparr: Stories from Our Country

Growing Up In Our Country

Jurnkkurakurr
K. Fitz Nappanangka and E. Nelson Nappanangka

We were born this country. That's Tennant Creek now around this area. We walk around here, hunting you know, and we been come for swim too. We been come around now old people, we been walk around bush following all the old ladies. We go that country.

We been walk around here, seven mile now, old Telegraph Station we been walkin' that way. I been, my sister, we been following old people. Mother been working in kitchen, at Telegraph Station. My mother, cook, white people and for Aborigines, stock camp. Chasing cattle, mans, Aboriginal men and we been come for that soakage, that one soak up there behind there, little rocks there white one.

We been havin' goat too, nannie goat we been following aunties, helping. We been take all the goats that way eating and after we bring them for water. This way we been take-im. And for that soakage water, old people been show that water now. Trough, big trough, all the goats, bullock been drink water. We been chasin' nannie goat. All us, sister, me and my cousin Dora. We been helping old lady, auntie, Dora’s mother and afternoon we been take-im back.

I been little girl, my sister been twopala big one. Milk nannie goat. Milk-im, two people been milk-im. And morning, milk that nannie goat and open 'im gate now and take-im bush again. Walking, walking, we been take that way, give it leaf, another leaf, another leaf we been no grass you know, pull-im leaf, pull-im leaf and goat can come and eat. We been go, get dinner, bush, afternoon. Now Auntie been say long time now, take-im for water now, soakage water, now. Like everything been come here bullock, horse, that's for water. And one white man, white man's bullock and horse there.

Mum been work and old people. Old people been growin' garden where we been come through by that bore. Evelyn's Nana, like cousin sister, Aboriginal way. Mum been workin' for garden with Evelyn's Nana. She say, ‘Corroboree start now all right.’ Corroboree, all right then, woman watchin', we been dance little ones dancing, dancing. We been dancing old people been singing corroboree, we been self, old people been self. No boy. Old people been dancing and all them man been self again. Dinnertime, mix then. Show-im for whiteman corroboree, man's and woman's.

We been swim now Seven Mile, sometimes old people been bring here too following this creek. No town first, nothing. They been findin' mine now, gold now. Peko first, Peko Mine. Warumungu people been here, old people, too much, old ones, poor buggars. And my, we been call that old man Dora's Daddy, Uncle, King. He been King for this place here, Patta and Jurnkkurakurr.

That old Telegraph Station, policeman been come through, all been get-im ration now, tucker, tea and sugar, everything blanket, trousers, and lady been get like this one, calico dress, white one. Tobacco everything all up in there. Flour and porridge one, old people been take-im and mix-im up for dog, rubbish ones.

That dry one creek, that tree, after that policeman been come and sit down there with tent. Him stopping there, him been havin' camp there now. We been run away in the creek. That policeman came, we been get up we been look, ah, our friend and take-im, place-im in that big truck now. This way, little ones from mother, colored ones, half-caste from white man. Put-im in the Bungalow [Aboriginal residence at the Alice Springs Telegraph Station], poor things we been cryin', and all mother been sorry to poor buggars, cut-im self. Took it away for good mother can't find-im poor buggars. We been all us at the Telegraph Station, Patta, Jurnkkurakurr never go way from there when we been young never go way. When I an old lady now I'm goin' everywhere, big city too.

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