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Back to earth with a thud

  • Writer: Jenny Wynter
    Jenny Wynter
  • May 15, 2006
  • 1 min read

I’m officially a basket-case.

Even without the dramatic contrast to the bliss-filled weekend, tonight would be tough. Ella has finally succumbed to sleep but Caleb is still going strong, throwing what is becoming not only the world’s largest tantrum, but the longest. It’s his birthday and he’ll cry if he wants to. Apparently for two hours forty-three minutes at last count.

There’s no emoticon that describes how I’m feeling right now, but if there was I suspect it might look like this.

Help wanted.

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I acknowledge the Gubbi Gubbi, Wakka Wakka and Butchulla peoples, the First Nation Traditional Owners of Country, and custodians of the land and waters on which I live and work, and all the peoples who have welcomed me on Country. I pay respects to all Elders past and present and acknowledge the young leaders who are working beside Elders in our cultural industries in the continuation of cultural, spiritual and educational practices. I recognise all First Nation peoples as the original storytellers of these lands and acknowledge the important role they continue to play in our community.

Jenny Wynter

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