Student poems
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History will be here
By Payten (Chevalier College)It’s about your skin colour
It’s about your history
History will be here
Told the story again it’s what you believe in -
Open Seas
By Payten (Chevalier College)Open seas: kids arguing at each other
People yarraba (walking) around
The clear salty water touching my skin
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The burrie mindjigarri is beautiful
By Leroy (Year 3, Bowral Public School)Gundungurra
At burrie I see djirra
you can see the djirra early -
Being Aboriginal
By Caleb (Bowral High School)Being Aboriginal means to me being with my nan
being with my mob is the best
dancing with my mob and hearing the singing
being proud and brave is what Aboriginal is -
gundungurra is the country for me
By Shannon (Chevalier College)My special place is in Bundanoon
behind a preschool in the afternoon
we walk with teachers to a site
we play there until last light -
I am Country
By Matilda (Bowral Public School)I am Country
I am the trees
I am Aboriginal
I have Country -
Being Aboriginal makes me feel proud
By Kobi (Bowral High School)Being Aboriginal makes me feel proud
it makes me want to learn more
it makes me want to ride my bike, so I can see the land
I like to ngurunggula (to walk) into the bush land -
When in the bush
By Noah (Chevalier College)When in the bush I can hear
the budjan (birds), gurragang (magpies), wumbarrung (black cockatoos)
chirping and squawking while they are flying
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I ngununggula on ngurra
By Felicity (Mittagong Public School)I see ducklings, kookaburra,
trees and cows
I smell eucalyptus trees
I hear kookaburra call -
A soothing echo of the land
By Ezekiel (Chevalier College)I see the pale gums swaying in the breeze
Their figures twisted
I smell the rich scent of the earth
I hear the calls of distant cockatoos -
The park of love
By Evie .S (Chevalier College)I wake, eyes slowly opening to the slivers of light
streaming from the window
we get dressed and go for a yana (walk) together
down the road, along the bike track -
The water of Country is the water I'll be
By Eva (Chevalier College)My body floats on the top of the water
I feel the water slowing
flat under my body
I feel a connection to wagria - the water lands -
Part of this land
By Kayden (Bowral High School)I see the little droplets of water as they fall
off the plants lying across the street
I smell the fresh air and the water
as it flows down the road -
I am on gundungurra
By Jannali (Bowral Public School)I see plants, flowers and dark green grass
I smell fresh cut grass and smoke
I hear birds and the water swaying
I feel the hot ground burning my feet -
I see leaves falling faintly on the ground
By Shayla (Mittagong Public School)I see leaves falling faintly on the ground
I smell the paint while people are painting their stories
I hear kookaburras singing above in the trees
I feel the wind twirling up my nose -
With the ancestors
By Tory (Chevalier College)Gundungurra
Werrika is laying under the gundu
Laying on ngurra, living on ngurra -
I see, I smell, I hear, I feel
By Carter (Bowral Public School)I see so many black rocks
I smell gum leaves, so many gum leaves
I hear birds of all types
I feel the large trees
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Where I want to be
By Evie (Chevalier College)The trees are my ancestors
Whispering wisdom through the breeze
That watch me and my sisters playing
And protect us endlessly -
I feel safe
By Izzabella (St Paul's Primary School)I see paintings
I hear the brush sweeping
I smell the fresh air
I feel safe
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I feel Country
By Linc (Mittagong Public School)I feel country when I come here
I have lived here for 6 years
I love my dog and my home
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