taken in a car by a white police man, it was very frightening. We are now on a noisy train, very scared and in a hateful place, awaiting our arrival to the Moore river mission. I remember as we roared away in the police car, the helpless, heartbroken faces of mother and grandmother, and the fear in our own bodies. Their calls, screaming and cries for desperate help echoed in my head as we drove away from my home country, Jigalong. Daisy, Gracie and I clung to each other terrified and even more scared…
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