Remembering Kumanjayi Moon Mine
That lady, Mrs. Ward, she says, you two come now come for work. We left then from Seven Mile, that way. We was there, picking up gravel, like sand and that one saw us mob there. We was picking up sand, from there we go in a truck, big truck to Kumanjayi Moon mine.
Only two old ladies there. Tricia's grandmother and old grandfather used to live and work there. Day Day's grandmother and you mob grandmother. Nearly all the womans, most of them. No families here, no holiday time like station time. Here we been work, Mrs. Ward say, don't be lazy you have to earn your tucker. Only rations, that's it, tea, sugar, soap, no money then.
It was hard liftin' up, we try and try to lift-im up. We picked and picked till we got it, the whole lot. You gotta put it in right in the right place carefully. We went down on our knees, we tried to lift it we couldn't. We pick-im up. On the ground we was picking up, we been still getting it up still getting little ones. We still had that bucket and we was carrying bucket. Early in the morning we been lift-im then chuck-im in the truck. Truck coming close up. Lift-im and put-im in, my arms were swollen up, and sore, tired arms and knees too.
Truck 'im been go, truck here now, pull-im up, truck was running close up. Putting it into the bag to be carried away. We were putting it in heaps, in the bag.Sugar, big sugar bags lift-im up, carry it to the truck from here, too rough. Too much we was lifting gold, too hard, we been lift-im like this. Early, we been working. Daylight we been get up, afternoon we been finish go back home now. Weekends too, we been digging. Washing clothes. We took-im to Patalki to do washing in the afternoon. We been washing, washing, washing, afternoon pick-im up.
Water was running when we was walking with bucket, small bucket. We was taking nuggets and putting it inside. Water was running and we were picking it up. Even if it was in the grass we took it and we put it in the bucket, then we go and sit over there. Was hard work too. We was crawling on our knees till they were sore, picking it up and putting it in the bucket little ones, gold ones. We kept going with stick in the grass and move the grass, shift it and my knee was sore after crawling, but we still kept going. Even on a hot day we were working.
D. Dawson Nangali and E. Nelson Nappanangka