Red Dust Entry Four: Kicking Up Dust

“This is how we do it,” Aunty Nandy would tell me, teaching me to make island scones or cook enough rice and yam for a horde of hungry dancers.
“This is how we do it,” Aunty Nandy would tell me, teaching me to make island scones or cook enough rice and yam for a horde of hungry dancers.
It’s amazing, the confidence of these children to physically communicate with absolute strangers.
In the communities, you will hear people refer to themselves as black or white skinned. It’s generally not meant in a derogatory way, but simply as a straight-to-the-point way of speaking, common to the region.
In Queensland, it seems the further north you go, the slower things become. The people run on what we call ‘island time’.
Nasuven Enares calls on the Australian Government to offer Australian South Sea Islanders the same benefits as Indigenous Australians, minus land rights.
Do you eat lilly pillies off hedges in the street? Or sprinkle lemon myrtle in your cooking?
Dennis Bobongie talks about his family history of kidnap and slavery and how his grandfather’s will to survive led to cultural illiteracy.
Shennie Yasserie discovered her family’s slavery past when she found shackles in a cane shed.
After an absence as a confirmed living presence for at least 101 years, the Night Parrot has granted us a sighting.
It was to be the last day of September 1982 when the XII Commonwealth Games, ‘The Friendly Games’, bounded into town in the pouch of a giant plastic marsupial and put Brisbane at last on the proverbial map.