Sovereignty 22-02-09
Sovereignty, some Noongar mention this word, and I think, it is used by them to argue for what they believe is their perpetual absolute unquestionable right.
But, to me, this word sounds like a word dripping with the perforated intestines of colonialism.
Surely, surely the word: 'Kaalagup' is the better word for the Noongar to use.
One's birthright, the place of one's birth meant everything to the Noongar of old. The country of your mother, tied through your bily, your umbilical chord like the river through the land connects you to places.
Old Cliff's mother was born in Beverley, and that river that runs by Beverley, the same one that runs through York weaves its way right between the hills of Mt Stirling and to the north of Kellerberrin.
Cliff's father was born in Quairading and, his grandfathers in York and Beverley... His kaalagup was part of the track that led through his mother's and father's lands. His children, many of them born in Kellerberrin and Pingelly, the land of their mother, have ties to lands of their kaalagap, and ties that endure to this day.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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