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A Western Arrernte song poem about rain

A Western Arrernte song poem about rain

Bedrizzled with rain he sits without a move; Among the rippling waters he sits without a move. Bedrizzled with rain, a reddish glow overspreads him; Among the rippling waters a reddish glow overspreads him. The sky is clouded with water-moss; The sky sends down scattered showers.

Miliwanga Sandy – language is our culture, our life, our identity

Miliwanga Sandy – language is our culture, our life, our identity

That policy of speaking English only at school is the wrong thing - it is not good for our children, because if they put, if the children are only taught in English - they will forget their language, and they will lose their identity. They won't know who they are.