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From my kiddies…

  • Writer: Jenny Wynter
    Jenny Wynter
  • Jul 23, 2006
  • 1 min read

Ella: “You can’t go to America by yourself. I need to come with you otherwise you’re going to get into trouble!”

Me: “What do you mean? What’s in America?”

Ella: “A big giant!”

Me: “A giant? Wow! What would you do to the giant.”

Ella: “I’d kick him for you! So I have to come! Can I have chocolate?”

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Oh, and Caleb has taken to patting my boobs lovingly and saying “Mmm. Donuts.”

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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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