Adina Bally Monologue

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Yow, nganing-gin bak-ga Adina Bally - Hello, my name is Adina Bally. I’m a 15 year old half-caste girl. My family and I live in Willyama, or as the white Australians call it, Broken Hill, (put in map) and are part of the Wiljakali tribe. The white Australians have been targeting all half-caste children for the past century. Every morning, we would mix crushed charcoal and animal fat and cover ourselves with it, so when the white people came, all they would see are black children playing at a distance. Our city was disturbed, our way of life was disturbed and our culture and freedom was taken away from us. Every moment possible, we would be told to be wary and attentive. If we saw Australians, even from afar, we are always told to hide behind trees, bushes, even in flour bags. Anything, just as long as we aren't caught. We are living in hell, not knowing what’s going to happen, having whites interrupt our daily lifestyle an often shoot people in the arm or the leg. Every Sunday, we would get a newspaper called ‘Dawn, A Magazine For The Aboriginal People Of NSW’. My father would usually read it out to me and explain what was happening outside after the gates of Willyama. There have been stories of those who were taken, in school, camps and foster homes. They displayed pictures like these (show 3 pics) …show more content…

These are assimilation and protection. The policy of assimilation is where it expected is that Aborigines who were ‘not of full blood’ would conform/yield to the attitudes, customs and beliefs of the white majority, which led to the protection policy that segregated the Aboriginal people from the Australian society and became the means of controlling their lives. The whites never recognised us as proper and civilised humans like them just because of our colour. They took away our rights to vote, marry, have land and live freely. They took away our

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