The Collection

Australian Aboriginal and Islander Peoples

(Warren Fahey) This section is an unusual contribution to the understanding of Australian indigenous culture. As a performer and collector of folklore, I have been fortunate to travel widely in Australia, including several trips to the Torres Straits. As a record producer, I also worked with many indigenous communities to release music commercially. 

Needless to say, our Aboriginal and Islander culture, especially music and social history, is a rare heritage and, thankfully, one that has been collected widely and celebrated. As a white fella, I feel privileged to have been able to record some singers in both their homes and in the studio. I fondly remember one instance when, in Roebourne, West Australia, a woman invited me to her home to record her repertoire of Dreaming songs. Winnie sang songs about the railway coming to West Australia and about local personalities, accompanying herself by hitting a metal pie-tin lid. On another occasion, the great didjeridu player, David Blanasi, an Aboriginal man of the Mayali language group of West Arnhem Land, gave me what almost amounted to a private concert. 

This section of the site contains early observations of Aboriginal people by Europeans. These were extremely naive opinions and were predominately based on the theory that all coloured people were primitives and unequal to the white man. Historically these views were racist, condescending and, of course, totally inaccurate and offensive. As a cultural historian, I believe it is important to document certain aspects of this journey. For example, as someone born in 1946, I grew up where Aboriginal people were often seen as the butt of jokes, mentioned widely in derogatory references, including the contemptuous term Abos (or worse), and the subject of offensive, racist songs and cartoons. In those days, most urban Australians would never have encountered an Aboriginal or Islander person. They were a mystery. Hopefully, by understanding the failures of past generations, we learn.

In 2023, Australia will go to a referendum to vote on an indigenous vote to parliament. I am voting with my heart and my heart tells me to vote YES. I acknowledge the question is a hard one for many Australians and even some of my Aboriginal friends. Maybe it was rushed and badly worded. I know the outcome is unlikely to be perfect, but what is perfect in our damaged world? I firmly believe we need to resolve our main issue with first Australians, and that is, we must acknowledge them in our constitution. In some ways it is a cry for treaty. In many ways, I hope, it will heal some of the hurt on both sides.

THE NATIVES OF AUSTRALIA

Aboriginal with boomerang. I suspect this was a studio photograph, probably circa 1880s, as the bushes look ‘arranged’.

(A rather startling and often brutally ugly description of indigenous Australians and published here as an example of how 19th-century observers sometimes (insensitively) viewed first peoples.

In a new World or Among the Gold Fields of Australia. Horatio Alger 1850s

The natives of this part of Australia are, beyond comparison, the most barbarous on the surface of the globe. They are hideously ugly, with flat noses, wide nostrils, eyes sunk in the head, and overshadowed with thick eyebrows. The mouth very wide, lips thick and prominent, hair black, but not woolly; the colour of the skin varies from dark bronze to jet black. Their stature is below the middle size, and they are remarkably thin and ill-made. To add to their natural deformity, they thrust a bone through the cartilage of the nose, and stick with gum to their hair matted moss, the teeth of men, sharks, and kangaroos, the tails of dogs, and jaw-bones of fish. On particular occasions they ornament themselves with red and white clay, using the former when preparing to fight, and the latter for the more peaceful amusement of dancing. The fashion of these ornaments was left to each person’s taste, and some, when decorated in their best manner, looked perfectly horrible: nothing could appear more terrible than a black and dismal face, with a large white circle drawn round each eye. They scarify the skin in every part with sharp shells.

The women and female children are generally found to want the first two joints of the little finger of the left hand, which are taken off while they are infants, and the reason they assign is, that they would be in the way in winding the fish-lines over the hand.

The men all want one of their front teeth, which is knocked out when they arrive at the age of fifteen or sixteen, with many ridiculous ceremonies; but the boys are not allowed to consider themselves as men before they have undergone that operation.

They live chiefly on fish, which they sometimes spear and sometimes net; the women, on the parts of the coast, aiding to catch them with the hook and line. “The facility,” (observes Captain Sturt), “with which they procured fish was really surprising.

“They would slip, feet foremost, into the water, as they walked along the bank of the river, as if they had accidentally done so; but, in reality, to avoid the splash they would have made if they had plunged in head foremost. “As surely as a native disappeared under the surface of the water, so surely would he re-appear, with a fish writhing upon the point of his short spear.

“The very otter scarcely exceeds them in power over the finny race, and so true is the aim of these savages, even under the water, that all the fish we procured from them were pierced either close behind the lateral fin or in the very centre of the head.”

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and the following, a much earlier observation.

NATIVES

The Present Picture of New South Wales 1811
D D Mann – many years resident in several official situations
Published London 1811

Speaking generally of the natives, they are a filthy, disagreeable race of people; nor is it my opinion that any measures which could be adopted would ever make them otherwise. Their wars are as frequent as usual, and are attended with as much cruelty both towards men and women. They are still ready at all times to commit depredations upon the Indian corn, whenever there is a probability of their attempts being attended with the desired success; and this predatory disposition renders it frequently necessary to send detachments of the military to disperse them; but the utmost care is taken to prevent any fatal circumstances from attending these acts of needful hostility, and orders are uniformly issued never to fire upon the natives, unless any particularly irritating act should render such a measure expedient. They are amazingly expert at throwing the spear, and will launch it with unerring aim to a distance of thirty to sixty yards.

I myself have seen a lad hurl his spear at a hawk-eagle (a bird which, with wings expanded, measures from seven to ten feet), flying in the air, with such velocity and correctness as to pierce his object, and bring the feathered victim to the earth. This circumstance will tend to shew how soon the youth of these tribes are trained to the use of the spear, and the dexterity to which they attain in this art before they reach the age of manhood. Indeed, instances are by no means uncommon, where an army of natives is seen following a youthful leader of fifteen or sixteen years of age, and obeying his directions implicitly, because his previous conduct had been characterized by remarkable vigour of body, and intrepidity of mind—virtues which qualify natives of every age and rank for the
highest honours and the most marked distinctions amongst these untutored sons of nature.

Their attachment to savage life is unconquerable; nor can the strongest allurements tempt them to exchange their wild residences in the recesses of the country, for the comforts of European life. A singular instance of this fact occurred in the case of Be-ne-long, who was brought to England by Governor Phillip, and returned with Governor Hunter. For some time after his return, it is true, he assumed the manners, the dress, and the consequence of an European, and treated his countrymen with a distance which evinced the sense he entertained of his own increased importance; and this disposition was encouraged by every method which suggested itself to the minds of those of the colony with whom he associated; but, notwithstanding so much pains had been taken for his improvement, both when separated from his countrymen, and since his return to New South Wales, he has subsequently taken to the woods again, returned to his old habits, and now lives in the same manner as those who have never mixed with the civilized world.

Sometimes, indeed, he holds intercourse with the colony; but every effort uniformly fails to draw him once again into the circle of polished society, since he prefers to taste of liberty amongst his native scenes, to the unsatisfactory gratification which arises from an association with strangers, however kind their treatment of him, and however superior to his own enjoyments. Yet there are many of the natives who feel no disinclination to mix with the inhabitants occasionally—to take their share in the labours and the reward of those who toil.

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INDIGENOUS AUSTRALIANS – AN HISTORICAL OVERVIEW

Early impressions of Australia’s indigenous people were not flattering and based on complete misunderstanding of Aboriginal people. This, of course, was typical of the time. Our greatest insult, apart from invading their land, was to build our townships on the prime food gathering sites. Being a hunter/gatherer nation they were immediately forced out of their own land. The indigenous people had much to teach us however European white man had little appreciation of any coloured skin – considering them all as ‘primitives’. These early writings on Australian Aboriginal people provide an historical insight into 18th and 19th attitude. We are obviously slow learners. WF.

EARLY IMPRESSIONS OF ABORIGINES

W. Dampier, “A New Voyage round the World,” 1698

The inhabitants of this country are the miserablest people in the world. The Hodmadods of Monomatapa, though a nasty people, yet for wealth are gentlemen to these; who have no houses, skin garments, sheep, poultry, ostrich eggs, and fruits of the earth as the Hodmadods have . . . Setting aside their human shape, they differ but little from brutes. They are tall, straight-bodied, and thin, with small long limbs. They have great heads, round foreheads, and great brows. Their eyelids are always half closed, to keep the flies out of their eyes. . .

. . . They have no houses, but lie in the open air without any covering, the earth being their bed and the heaven their canopy. They live in companies — twenty or thirty men, women, and children together. Their only food is a small sort of fish, which they get by making weirs of stone across little coves or branches of the sea. Every tide brings them in and leaves them as a prey to these people, who constantly search for them at low water. They have no instruments to catch large fish, should they come, nor could we catch any with hooks and lines all the while we stayed there. In other places at low water they seek for cockles, mussels, and peri-winkles, of which there are fewer still, so that their chief dependence is on what the sea leaves in their weirs. At their places of abode the old people and infants await their return; and what providence has bestowed on them they presently broil on the coals and eat it in common. Whether it be much or little, every one has his share. When they have eaten they lie down till the next low water, and then all that are able march out. Be it night or day, rain or shine, ‘tis all one; they must attend the weirs or else they must fast, for the earth affords them no food at all. There is neither herb, root, pulse, nor any sort of grain for them to eat, that we saw, nor any bird or beast that they can catch, having no instruments wherewith to do so.

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CAPTAIN JAMES COOK’S VIEW OF INDIGENOUS AUSTRALIANS

The Natives of this Country are of a middle Stature straight bodied and slender-limb’d, their skins the Colour of Wood soot or of a dark chocolate their hair mostly black, some lank and others curled, they all wear

it crop’d short, their Beards which are generally black they likewise crop short or singe off. Their features are far from being disagreeable and their voices are soft and tunable. They go quite naked both men and women without any manner of Cloathing whatever, even the women do not so much as cover their privities.

Their defensive Weapons are Shields made of Wood, but these we never saw us’d but once in Botany Bay. I do not look upon them to be a Warlike People, on the Contrary I think them a timorous and inoffensive race, no ways inclinable to cruelty, as appear’d from their behaviour to one of our people in Endeavour Eiver which I have before mentioned.

From what I have said of the Natives of New-Holland they may appear to some to be the most wretched people upon the earth: but in reality they are far more happier than we Europeans; being wholly unacquainted not only with the superfluous but the necessary Conveniences so much sought after in Europe, they are happy in not knowing the use of them. They live in a Tranquillity – which is not disturbed by the Inequality of Condition:
The Earth and sea of their own accord furnishes them with all things necessary for life; they covet not Magnificent Houses, Household-stuff &c. they live in a warm and ‘ fine Climate and enjoy a very wholesome Air: so that they have very little need of Clothing and this they seem to be fully sensible of for many to whome we gave Cloth &c. to, left it carelessly upon the Sea beach and in the woods as a thing they had no manner of use for. In short they seem’d to set no value upon anything we gave them nor would they ever part with any thing of their own for any one article we could offer them this in my opinion argues that they think themselves pro-vided with all the necessarys of Life and that they have no superfluities. . . .

From Captain James Cook’s Journal

NATIVE ANIMALS

The Koolah, or Sloth, a singular animal of the Opossum species, having a false belly, was found by the natives, and brought into the town alive, on the 10th of August, 1803. This is a very singular animal; for when it ascends a tree, at which it is astonishingly expert, it will never quit it until it has cleared it of its leaves. It is mostly found in the mountains and deep ravines to the southward and northward of Broken Bay, and the natives instantly discover its concealment by observing the leaves of the Gum-tree eaten off, this being the tree which it usually selects. It is astonishingly indolent, and is uniformly found with a companion, locked in each other’s arms, as it were. Its claws are very strong, and are of material service in assisting it to climb trees; its length from eighteen inches to two feet; and two stuffed specimens are to be seen in Mr.Bullock’s Museum.

Latterly also, a species of the Hyena has been found at Port Dalrymple, which is extremely ferocious in appearance, has a remarkably large mouth, is striped all over, very strongly limbed, and its claws strong, long, and sharp. This animal is likewise of the Opossum kind, having, like the generality of subjects found in New Holland, a false belly. Notwithstanding its apparent ferocity, it has never yet ventured to attack any human being, but has confined its ravages to sheep and poultry, amongst which it has committed frequent and very serious depredations. No one of these animals, I believe, has hitherto been brought over to England, either alive or dead, since their native fierceness renders them less easy of capture than the Koolah. Flying Mice are likewise found, in considerable numbers, inthis country, of a very handsome appearance, and also of the Opossum species. The tail of this interesting little animal resembles a feather; its belly is white, and its back brown; and it is covered with a down as soft as satin. It flies like an Opossum. This subject is much regarded for its beauty.

The Porcupine Ant-eaters are found in most parts of the country, and are esteemed very good eating; they burrow in the earth, and have a tongue of remarkable length, which they put out of their mouth, and the ants immediately crowd upon it, as if lured by some particular attraction, and when it appears to be pretty well covered, it is drawn in with rapidity, and the insects are expeditiously swallowed.—Stuffed specimens of these are also to be seen in the Museum of Mr. Bullock.

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The Present Picture of New South Wales 1811
D D Mann – many years resident in several official situations
Pub London 1811

ABORIGINAL TRIBAL NAMES

The tribe of Camerra inhabit the north side of Port Jackson; the tribe of Cadi inhabit the south side, extending from the South Head to Long Cove, at which place the district of Wanne, and the tribe of Wangal, commences, extending as far as Parramata or Rose Hill; the tribe Wallumede inhabit the north shore, opposite Warrane or Sydney Cove, and are called Wallumatta. The space between Rose Hill and Prospect Hill is distinguished by eight different names, although the distance is only four miles.”—

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Hunter’s Journal. 

COULD YOU BLAME US?

An old man Dalaipi. told a colonist who befriended him:
“Before the white fellow came we wore no dress and were not ashamed. and were all free and happy; There was plenty to eat and it was a pleasure to hunt for food. Then the white man came We were hunted from our ground, shot, poisoned and had our daughter’s, sisters and wives taken from us. Could you blame us if we killed the white man? . . . And, besides look what a lot of blacks who did no harm were shot by the native police’ And what a number were poisoned at Kilcoy . . . Why did the white man not stop in his own country, and not come here to hunt us about like a lot of kangaroo?”

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Tom Petrie Reminiscences of Early Queensland

My father always noticed how open-handed and generous the aborigines were. Some of us would do well to learn from them in that respect. If there were unfortunates who had been unlucky in the hunt tor food, tt made no difference; they did not go without, but shared equally with the others. (Tom Petrie’s Daughter)

Tom Petrie Reminiscences of Early Queensland

ABORIGINAL BEHAVIOUR

They have committed some depredations, such as spearing a few sheep and such-like. Otherwise their conduct has hitherto been peaceable and orderly, and they very logically exculpate their own misdemeanours by saying, “White man come kill black man kangaroo. Black man kill white man sheep. Very good.”’

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Diary and letters of Mary Thomas 1836-1866” ed .E. K. Thomas, Adelaide 1925

REACTION OF THE ABORIGINES TO A FLOGGING, MAY 1791

… A convict was at length taken in the act of stealing fishing-tackle from Dar-in-ga, the wife of Colbee. The governor ordered that he should be severely flogged, in the presence of as many natives as could be assembled, to whom the cause of punishment should be explained. Many of them, of both sexes, accordingly attended.

Arabanoo’s aversion to a similar sight has been noticed: and if the behaviour of those now collected be found to correspond with it; it is, I think, fair to conclude, that these people are not of a sanguinary and implacable temper. Quick indeed of resentment, but not unforgiving of injury. There was not one of them that did not testify strong abhorrence of the punishment, and equal sympathy with the sufferer. The women were particularly affected; Daringa shed tears; and Barangaroo, kindling into anger, snatched a stick, and menaced the execution-er. The conduct of these women, on this occasion, was exactly descriptive of their characters. The former was ever meek and feminine; the latter, fierce and unsubmissive.

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Captain Watkin Tench, Complete Account of the Settlement at Port Jackson, London, 1793

ATTEMPT TO SETTLE ABORIGINES

Considering the poor black Natives, or Aborigines of the colony, entitled to the peculiar protection of the British government, on account of their being driven from the sea-coast by our settling thereon, and subsequently occupying their best hunting grounds in the interior, I deemed it an act of justice, as well as humanity to make at least an attempt to ameliorate their condition’ and to endeavour to civilize them in as far as their wandering habits would admit of.

With this in view I called general meeting or congress of the natives inhabiting the country lying between the Blue Mountains and Port Jackson. This meeting took place accordingly, at the town of Parramatta, on the 28th of December 1814, when several propositions were made to the natives in respect to their discontinuing their present wandering predatory habits, and becoming regular settlers.

Surgeon Arthur Bowes’ journal, 21 January 1788

Governor Macquarie’s report to Earl Bathurst, secretary of state for the colonies 1812-1887, 27 July 1828. Upon our landing, 7 or 8 of the natives came close up to us. They were all provided with lances of a great length, pointed with the bone of a stingray at one end, and a piece of oyster shell at the other grown or rub’d to a fine edge, and one of them had a heavy bludgeon, which I persuaded him to exchange with me for a looking glass. They were all perfectly naked, rather slender made, of a dark black colour, their hair not woolly, but short and curly. Everyone had the tooth next the fore-tooth in the upper jaw knocked out and many of them had a piece of stick about the size of a tobacco pipe, and 6 or 8 inches in length, run through the septum of the nostrils, to which, from its great similitude, we ludi-crously gave the name of a sprit sail yard. They all cut their backs bodies and arm which heal up in large ridges and scars. They live in miserable wigwams near the water, which are nothing more than 2 or 3 pieces of the bark of a tree set up sideways against a ridge pole fastened to 2 upright sticks at each end. They are about 2 or 3 feet high and few amongst them are to be found which are weather proof.Their principal food consists of fish, which they in general eat raw. Sometimes they feast upon the kangaroo, but I believe them to be too stupid and indolent a set of people to be able often to catch them. . . .

DEATH OF KING BOONGARIE  (aka Bungaree)

“Sydney Gazette,” 27 November 1830

We have to announce the death of his Aboriginal Majesty King BOONGARIE, Supreme Chief of the Sydney tribe. He expired on Wednesday last, at Garden Island, after a lingering sickness of several months. A coffin has been despatched thither from the Lumber Yard, and he will be interred at Rose Bay, beside the remains of his late Queen Gooseberry, this day.

The facetiousness of the sable chief, and the superiority of his mental endowments over those of the generality of his race, obtained for him a more than ordinary share of regard from the white inhabitants of the colony, which was testified by frequent donations suited to his condition, not only from private individuals, but from the Authorities.

At the commencement of his last illness, the Hon. Mr. M’leay procured him admission to the General Hospital, where he received every necessary attention, and remained some weeks; but becoming impatient to return to his PEOPLE, he was, of course, permitted to depart, and the Government allowed him a full man’s ration to the day of his death.

BOONGARIE was remarkable for his partiality for the English costume; and it must be confessed that his appearance was sometimes grotesque enough, when he had arrayed his person in such SHREDS AND PATCHES of coats and nether garments as he could by any means obtain; the whole surmounted by an old cocked hat, with “the humour of forty fancies pricked in’t for a feather”.

The late Commodore Sir JAMES BRISBANE, was particularly partial to him, and on one occasion presented him with a full suit of his own uniform, together with a sword, of which he was not a little vain. BOONGARIE had long association with the naval service in various ships of the Royal Navy; and his history was not unknown to the late Commodore. BOONGARIE accompanied the late Captain Flinders, both in the NORFOLK, sloop to Moreton Bay, and in His Majesty’s Ship INVESTIGATOR to the Gulph of Carpentaria. He also accompanied Commander James Grant in H.M. Colonial Brig, LADY NELSON to Port Macquarie. More recently he was with Commander P. P. King in the MERMAID, cutter on its voyage to the north-west and tropical coasts of Australia.

For some time past, his increasing infirmities rendered it evident that he could not much longer survive his forefathers; and, on the day above named, in the midst of his own tribe, as well as those of Darling Harbour by all of whom he was greatly beloved, he ended his mortal career. We have not yet heard of his successor; but the honour of course, devolves on the most renowned of his tribe.

Bungaree and his wife, Cora Gooseberry, were buried in the Devonshire Street ‘Sandhills’ Cemetery.

SONGS ABOUT ABORIGINALITY

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The attitudes expressed in traditional and popular songs referring to indigenous Australians is interesting, if somewhat depressing, study. Much of the material is outright racist or condescending. This aligns with the general public’s (misguided) attitude to Aboriginal people for much of the nineteenth century and early twentieth. Not surprising when indigenous people worldwide were considered ‘primitives’ and (in Australia) not included in the population census until the mid-late twentieth century. As a folklorist, I strongly believe that these songs (and poems) should be made available on this site – they are an expression of popular culture, and the ugly side of our national identity needs to be accepted.

The racist material is covered elsewhere on this site. Much of it details what popular expression described as ‘gin jockeying’ – a term used to describe white men who had sex with Aboriginal women. In truth, many European men found successful and long-lasting unions with Aboriginal women, but this is rarely indicated in the songs.

The majority of songs about indigenous people fall into the category of ‘quaint’, which really translates as condescending. I call it ‘Witchitty’s Tribe’ music – after the highly successful (and highly condescending) comic strip of the same name. I’m fairly sure cartoonist Eric Joliffe (1907-2001) did not see himself, nor his work as racist, and probably not condescending either. His cartoons were typical of the insensitive times.

In many of his Aboriginal cartoons the joke depends on the incongruity of the Indigenous Australian’s two worlds, e.g. woman outside humpy smacking baby while husband with spear is saying, “Now, where’s the exponent of child psychology?” (1955).

Popular song also misinterpreted indigenous people. eg ‘My Boomerang Won’t Come Back’ (Rolf Harris). I recommend the Michael Alexandratos compilation album ‘Before the Boomerang Came Back’  Aboriginalia 1949-1962 where he explores rare sound recordings of musical misappropriations of Aboriginal cultures, spanning the genres of jazz, pop, rock n roll, country music and art song, mostly recorded in Australia and by white non-Indigenous artists and composers. https://www.undercovermusic.com.au/before%20the%20boomerang.htm – 

Here is a curious song. It’s a pigeon-English version of ‘Waltzing Matilda’ where the swagman is a ‘bagman’ and the sheep a ‘jimbuck’—recorded from Herb Green, St. Lucia, Queensland, recorded by Warren Fahey, 1973.

THE BLACKBOYS WALTZING MATILDA

Old fellah bagman, camp along a billabong,
Sitta long shade big fellah tree
Singum, watchum, old billy boiling
You’ll come walkabout, tilda longa me.
You’ll come walkabout
Big fellah roundabout
You come walkabout, tilda longa me
Leadum dillybag, meat from a tuckabag
You carry plurry swag, tilda longa me.
Up come a jimbuck, drinkin at the waterhole
Bagman tallem comalonga me
Singum, shovum longa tuckabag
You come a-walkabout jimbuck longa me
Bagman benup jumpa longa waterhole
Drown plurry self near big fellah tree
Ghost him bin seen all night by waterhole
You come a-walkabout, tilda longa me.

Collected from Herb Green, St Lucia, Qld, by Warren Fahey in 1973.
Rob Willis subsequently collected a version of this song.

Here is another curious song, probably the first to mention sexual relations between a settler and a native. The song – Maids of Australia – has only been collected twice in the world – once in Britain, in the repertoire of  Harry Cox, and this version from Australia. Jimmy Cargill, the singer, had been a North Sea fisherman and sailor and probably learnt the song in the 1940s or 50s. Recorded by Warren Fahey, Randwick, NSW, 1972.

THE GOONDIWINDI SONG

This song appeared in Singabout from the singing of Mr Leo Dixon. I assume the collectors were John Meredith and Alan Scott as the credit simply says ‘the editors’.. They note: ‘Leo picked it up in the northern shearing sheds, and says, “There are many more verses which could easily be got in Queensland.” The tune is a variant of ‘The Rose Tree’. The last verse is from the singing of Arthur Davis of Cullenbone, NSW, and also collected in the 1950s.

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THE GOONDIWINDI SONG
 
Oh, it’s Barefoot Sally are my name.
And Wellshot are my station;
Though it’s no disgrace, the old black faceñ€”
It’s the colour of my nation.
 
Chorus:
Oh, it’s boomeri-eye and mind your eye
And don’t kick up a shindy
For we’ll all waltz in and out again.
And dance the wild corroboree.
 
Oh, it’s boomeri-eye and mind your eye.
And don’t kick up a shindy,
I’ve got a boy in Camooweal
And one in Goondiwindi.
 
From the Terry Hie Hie to Mungindi,
And down to Goondiwindi.
We’ll dance the fish and drink all night,
And dance the wild corroboree.
 
My boyfriend down in Tallwood town,
Way down in Goondiwindi,
He dance me round barefoot on the ground
Way out in Goondiwindi.
 
Oh, Master Sammie a very fine chap,
And also Master Willie,
I send my piccaninny down every day,
To boil his blanky billy.
 
This song appeared in Singabout. Collected from the singing of Mr Leo Dixon. I assume the collectors were John Meredith and Alan Scott as the credit simply says ‘the editors’.. They note ‘Leo picked it up in the northern shearing sheds, and says, “There are many more verses which could easily be got in Queensland.” The tune is a variant of ‘The Rose Tree’. The last verse is from the singing of Arthur Davis of Cullenbone, NSW, and also collected in the 1950s.

Jamie Carlln noted these extra verses from The Goondiwindi Song, from the singing of Lach Robertson:
Away outback on a god-damned track,
Where there are no grass nor water,
I met an old gin with her nose bashed in,
And she asked me to marry her daughter.
Chorus:
So Its Mungindi and mind your eye,
And don’t kick up a shindy;
For we’ll all race in and grab a gin,
And roll her in the bindl.
I’ve got a girl up north and one in Bourke,
And one in Goondiwindi
For they squeal and fight in the middle of the night,
In good old Goondiwindi.

A LONG TIME AGO ON THE LOGAN

Cyril Duncan sings ‘A Long Time Ago On The Logan’. Collected by Warren Fahey, 1973.
The song describes an Aboriginal ‘sport’s day’ on the Logan River, near Nerang, Queensland. It is a peculiar song in many respects and I avoided performing it until the local cultural community asked me for permission to include it in their local museum. I, in turn, asked if they thought it okay for a white fella to sing it. They said “yes”.

Warren Fahey sings his version of  ‘A Long Time Ago On The Logan’

‘Eucalyptus Baby’

Roy Rene and Nat Phillips, aka ‘Stiffy & Mo’, two great vaudeville stars recorded this song in the 1930s for Parlophone Records as ‘Tit Bits’. Is it inappropriate? Yes, in the 21st century referring to indigenous people as ‘Abo’s’ is offensive.

JACKY-JACKY

Jacky-Jacky was a smart young fellow,
Full of fun and energy,
Yet he sat by the river of his people
Underneath a great gum tree.
Chorus:
Krikita bubla wel dee miah,
Billee niah ging gerrie wah.
Jacky’s people used to chase the emus,
With their spears and waddies too,
They were the only ones cou;d tell you
What the emu told the kangaroo.
White fella come and take Jacky’s country,
Spread their fences across their run,
Now poor Jacky has to pay his taxes,
And his hunting days are done.
But the white man bring to Jacky,
Bottles of plonk, two-up and all,
Now the river-side re-echoes
To their shouts as the pennies fall.

This song published in Singabout.
THE COBBON ABORIGINAL

I’m a dashing Aboriginal and Burrawang’s my name,
Throughout Molong and Binalong you all have heard my fame;
My cabbora am berry hard, my yabber am so wide,
Dat a pound of grubs it can admit, and den dere’s room inside.
Liket cobbon Aboriginal, belonging to Cooma tribe
When that fellah sun fust time go down, then yan along a camp,
That been look out for wallaby glose up Mundoola Swamp,
Then budgeree corroboree with boomerang and nullah,
And knock down blurry blackfellow belonging to Murrumbulla
Long time ago, when blackfellow been come from Mittagong,
To fight mine fellow-gundrymans close up near Binalong,
Then me been cobbon jurrand, but baal been yan away,
Only plant behind it biz-ant bed, and fight ’em all the day.
One time big fight at Jumbuck Creek – mine dribe been make it gunyah
Longside Big Charley’s range I believe , not far from Bunya Bunya,
Then thousands – glose up hundreds – come along a’ old King Winjee
When all mine fellow cobbon run,, and choot ’em long a’ binjee –
Now blackfellah been dumble down – been very neqar all loos ’em-
But kangaroo still jump about, and wallaby and possum;
And by-and-by old Burrawang begin to roar and bellow –
Dumble down old darkey boy, then jump up big white fellow!
Poor fellah me – been plour bag . now mine dribe been all close up bong,
And Burrawang soon yan away – him baal been yabber long;
So now, white fellah gundrymans, and budgeree new chum,
Me make a light corroboree – you gib it glass of rum
To a poor old Aboriginal belonging to Cooma dribe.

Source:
Boomerang and Murrurundi Critic
June 1875
Tune: Fine Old English Gentleman
Fragment

Quotes this ‘traditional ballad’
Skulls on skulls, and limbs on limbs,
Yea, ”twas an awful sight
To see the spot where blackmen fell,
And perished in the fight;
King, chieftain, slave alike succumb,
The yells rise fierce and strong,
Too New South Wales!
The creek all ran with blood
That day at bleak Wagong.

June 1876 issue
The Buffalo Shooters Song

Oh the girls come down from Oenpelli Mission
They’re wrapped up in the bible when they come
But they’ll soon forget about those Ten Commandments
When you hit them with a snort o OP rum.

From Tales of a Big Country, 1972 Cooktown. Qld.
Tune: Galway Bay
A CANNIBAL FEAST

The Spring of eighteen sixty-eight
Found Jim and me decided
To go up North – Jim was my mate,
And always went where I did.
So taking leave of all the chums
We stowed a final booze in,
Of whiskies, beers, and sundry rums,
Then started off a-cruisin’
We strapped our swags upon our backs –
The blankets and such trifles –
And for the kangaroos and blacks
A brace of trusty rifles.
We met with naught to bar our way,
But tracked it gaily for’ard,
Until we struck the bush one day,
Eight hundred miles up nor-ard.
Then, on a spot that met our gaze,
Not low, nor yet too hilly,
We pitched our tent, I lit a blaze –
Jim went to fill the billy.
I got the tea and tucker out,
And rubbed our plate and steel up –
But there! You know when camping out
How bushmen fix a meal up.
Now Jim’d been gone a longish spell,
I’d smoked two pipes or more out,
And drunk a rum or two as well,
So felt a kind of wore out.
I sat and thought, “Perhaps some blacks
Have roasted Jim down yonder,
And chopped his carcass into snacks –
Good heavens! I shouldn’t wonder.”
And as I lay beside the blaze,
I thought I saw some figgers,
And, looking-up, before my gaze
Stood fifty grinning niggers.
They shouted, roared, they yelled and danced,
They poised their spears and flung ’em;
But not a shirt or pair of pants
The demons had between ’em.
Around a captive close they pressed,
Of colour rather creamy;
And by the tattoos on his chest
I recognised poor Jimmy.
My mate was minus all his togs,
He hadn’t even a mat on;
And stood before the blazing logs
With nothing but a hat on.
They carved up Jim, and served him quick;
Some made him into hashes,
Some roasted him on bits of sick,
Some broiled him on the ashes.
They ate him up, midst jests and groans
And yellings quite terrific;
Their piccaninnies picked his bones
In manner scientific.
Just then the chief came where I lay
And, squatting by me quietly,
In manner easy, free, and gay,
Addressed me thus politely:
“Good evening, sar, how do you do?
Your chum ate to perfection;
We’re thinking now of trying you –
I hope you’ve no objection.”
“Get out!” I cried; “don’t come so near,
you black and ugly nigger;
I’ve got a loaded rifle. Clear!
Or else I’ll pull the trigger.”
And then I jumped upon the ground
To ‘scape the wicked sinner;
But all his pals came flocking round
To seize me for their dinner.
Then some one shook me rather rough,
And said, “Now give it over;
You’ve slept and snored there long enough,
You lazy, drunken loafer.
“I’ve shot an old man kangaroo
while you sat there a-boozin’,
and made the tea and damper, too,
as you lay fast a-snoozing.”
There’s niggers north, I have no doubt,
Who sometimes chaw up white men;
But lots of those we read about
Are but the dreams of tight men.

Source:
from Adelaide Observer
THE GUMTREE CANOE
 
On a thorn bonny river in a hut I was born
Built of thorns and wild yellow corn
It was there I met Julia, so true,
And we rowed down that river
In a gumtree canoe
We will row, yes we’ll row, over the water so blue
Like a feather I’m afloat, in my gumtree canoe
With my thumb on the banjo, my toe on the oar
I sing to my Julia, I’ll sing as I row
And the stars shone down on Julia so true
On the night we rowed out on that gumtree canoe
’twas for three solid days, we sailed out on the bay
we could not get back, we were forced for to stay
Then we spied a large ship, flying the flag of true blue
And she took us in tow, in my gumtree canoe.

JIM CARGILL
 
Avoca Street
Randwick. NSW
Recorded 19th April 1973

ABORIGINAL SONGS

Taken from The Australian Aboriginal by Roland Robinson and Douglas Baglin who quote that it was a popular ditty in country towns. It is actually from Dougie Young, Wilcannia. Several of his 1950s songs gained wide circulation.

Beer

Beer is all froth and bubble
Whiskey will make you moan
Plonk is another name for trouble
But the metho is out on its own.

From Bill Harney to Nancy Keesing 24/3/53

And included in the correspondence files of the Keesing papers
Mitchell Library.

Bill Harney was a legend of the Outback.
He was a familiar face to many Northern Territory Aborigines who accepted him as a brother. Harney wrote several books on the Outback. He sent these two ditties to Katherine Brisbane when she (and Doug Stewart) were working on their version of ‘Old Bush Songs’.
Harney could never be described as ‘racist’ and particularly in regard to indigenous Australians. He saw these ditties as amusements and that they were shared by the northern indigenous people.

 Home on the Range (parody)

Off times at night with the stars shining bright,

I hear that old didjeredu (sic)
And my thoughts seem to stray, for I can’t keep away,

from the girls that are easy to woo, and do.

Chorus:
Home, home on the range where the gins and the young quweis play

And man was supplied with a girl as a bride and the old river flowed on its way.

I LIKE TO LOVE

I like to love the Asian girls, the lass from Manilla makes eyes
The Lubra grins in her nakedness, and the half-caste laughs and lies,
The Javanese are not bad sorts, the Jap and Chinese maid,
The Zulu, Kaffir and Hottentot, they’re all of an A 1 grade, but
The bushman’s gin is a very fine thing, a very fine thing to have
Gleaming hair and pearly teeth, ways that would shock and Irish priest
Ways that are always naĂŻve
Rollicking, rolling, rollick rolling real Australian maid
Now the nigger is a lazy bugger, he sits in the shade all day.
He won’t hunt tucker, his wife you’ll want her, and give your tucker away.
He sits in the shade that his Lubra made, far better than the white-fellow man
You might think you’re clever, but by hell you’ll never, get the better of her Benjamin

Source:
From Bill Harney to Nancy Keesing 24/3/53
And included in the correspondence files of the Keesing papers, Mitchell Library.
Tune: Redwings

WHEN TOMMY RODE THE JOKER.

(The undermentioned incident took place on Merluna Station (Qld), 50 miles from the Batavia goldfield in May, 1903.

The Joker was a notorious buckjumping horse who had damaged the reputation of some of the best horsemen in the Cape York country. Later Harry Shadforth bought ‘The Joker’ and took the animal to Cooktown.

Now Tommy Cook from Donny Brook  

Was as black as a fireman’s poker  

He heard the joke of the bucking moke.

The horse they called The Joker.

He came alone to the station home

And asked for a job as broker,

Says the boss: ‘Be gob, I’ll give you a job

You can ride The Joker.  

He gets his grub by the Black Gin Scrub,

His mates are Flirt and Smoker.

And it won’t be long before you prong

The horse they call The Joker.

They landed him when the lights were dim.

The pace it was a choker.

And he’s in the pen where lots of men

Have tried to ride The Joker.

He’d a cunning look this Tommy Cook

So we christened him Tommy Toker.

T’was a passing joke, I’m afraid the bloke

Won’t stay too long on Joker.

He saddled him well, and I could tell

He was no bloomin’ loafer,

But I’m telling you he must stick like glue,

When he’s up on the back of The Joker.

At last he’s there and they’re up in the air, 

It was no game of poker.

But he stacked the cards in the station yards  

That day he rode The Joker.  

As we let him out he gave a shout  

That horse roared like a motor.

Tommy was right. quite merry and bright,

As he sat on the notorious Joker.

With spurs and whip he gave him gip,

His sides were the colour of ochre,

And he raced him back along the bridle track,

T’was the downfall of The Joker.    

What a glorious feat as he kept his feet,

And I claim to be no croaker,  

T’was a gala day out Merluna way

When Tommy rode The Joker.

———————————–

There are a million ‘jokes’ about Aboriginal characters in the bush and city – typically they are racist and make the indigenous man or woman  appear either dumb or the butt of the joke. Sometimes the character possesses a special cleverness, and, at the same time, is still made to look inferior.

The squatter, when in town for a few days, purchased a pair of ‘lastic sides for Jacky, and back at the sta tion the Aboriginal was all smiles when he received them. ‘By cripe,’ he said, ‘that plurry gin that been do the washln’ here open her eye when she been see me wear em this flash fella boot.’ Here he retired to his hut, and when the squatter again noticed him he was wearing the boots, but was limping. ‘Boots too tight, Jacky?’ he asked. ‘Not exactly that, boss,’ said the aboriginal, ‘but blurry corn longa feet been hurt.’ ‘That’s bad,’ answered the squatter. ‘Cannot you do something for them?’ A sickly grin spread over Jacky’a face. “No plurry fear, boss,’ he said. ‘They never been do nothin’ for me!”

In this story the character, typically named with the derogatory ‘Jacky’, twists the tale.

The young Kingsford Smith, when he started flying, used to barnstorm a town for publicity. The townsfolk would be all excited and would assemble at the local football field where the Mayor would make a speech etc etc and then Kingsford Smith would take a local identity up for a joy flight. On this occasion he decided to take ‘Jacky’, a well-known local black. Up they went and the pilot started doing loop-the-loops over teh town and, finally, landed safely back on the field. In addressing the crowd Kingsford Smith turned to ‘Jacky’ and said, “Well, I think half the people down here thought we were going to die.” ‘Jacky” looked at Kingsford Smith and said, “And half the plurry people up there did too.”

Bush newspapers didn’t help much with racist cartoons, poetry, songs and articles. ‘Bill Bowyang’, a popular columnist, published several works which today would have seen him up at the Racial Discrimination Board.

Townsville Daily Bulletin. 23 Oct 1945

ON THE TRACK  with Bill Bowyang

(Except in matters of historical   reference, all names used in the ‘track’ are fictitious and do not refer to any person living or dead. )

BOBBIE WOM-BIN-TO

Along the Big Star River

In the spring of Thirty-eight,

We were tailing touchy cattle,

Young Bill Furber was my mate,

When I heard somebody chopping

At a hollow ironbark tree,

My horse became excited,

Whoever could it be?

The sound came from the river.

So I rode on to the rise,

And there & saw an Abo,

Very black, but small in size;

He had a hole cut in the ironbark,

Which he poked at with a stick,

First I thought he had a ‘sugar-bag,’

Then his elbow gave a flick.

In his hand he held a ‘possum,

Had it hanging by the tail.

Buck or doe, it does not matter .

Let’s presume It was a male;

He already had two ‘possums,

Was about to grab a third,

But something must have warned him.

I suspect it was a bird.

For be turned around and saw me,

He stood like a startled colt,

I casually lit a cigarette.

In my heart I thought he’d bolt.

Though only half a mile,

For a long time running wild,

Probably walked off from some station

Years ago when just a child.

Well, I gave him some tobacco,

But he couldn’t make a smoke.

When I laughed at his clumsy effort.

The abo grinned and saw the joke,

That helped to ease the tension.

Which before was filled with fear,

Though his eyes still held suspicion.

And he wouldn’t come too near.

I pointed to the ‘possum.

And remarked that it was good,

He licked his lips and muttered.

So I knew he understood.

The sun was tipping westward,

It was time for me to go,

Then it was that he informed me

He was Bobbie Wom-bin-to.

Worked on Ravenswood Station,

Used to work on Dotswood too,

‘Till a ‘hot scone’ made him frightened,

Bobble faded and shot through,

Now he thrives on sugar-bag and ‘possum,

Often spears himself a fish.

Living like his ancestors,

Can gratify his slightest wish..

Times have changed since Thirty eight,

The blame rests on the Hun,

I joined the army and my mate

No longer rides the run,  

I’ve crossed a lot of country.

And I’ve met the yellow foe,

But I often think of bygone days

And Bobbie Wom-bin-to.

Bougainville B. M. Guild (A.I. F.)

Even the ‘N’ word was used freely (and offensively) in newspapers. Part of its use stemmed from the popularity of miunstrel shows, based on the drreadfully named ‘Coon’ shows of America.

NT Times & Gazette. 4 Nov. 1924

NIGGER MINSTREL

I been see em white man, he been come up

Alonga big fellah canoe to Arnhen Bay,

He bring em nanto, plenty rifle, loosem beer to sup,

All about black boy, cleared out and go away.

Some fellah stay alonga boat climbum big fellah waddy,*

Some fellah bring em nanto long ashore, like Captain Cody.

He been lightem big fellah smoke, blackboy very fright.

He takem plenty walkabout, before he come daylight.

Blackboy he been savey, white man come before

Take em lubra run away, boy sorry ever more.

Now when white man come our land

Lubra we been plant em, longa sand, little island away from land.

Some fellah black boy, been tell em big fellah white man lie.

He been tink it, get em plenty bacca, blanket.

White man been say, “you been see em boat up high,?”

Boy been say “You,” when man say been thank it.

All a same nother one boss been talkem like this;

“You been see em white fellah lubra alonga shore?”

Him been say “Give cm plenty blanket, tobacco plenty stick

Blackboy him cunning, him been say, I been see em before.”

Blackboy him been savey big fellah government man.

He been tell him plenty lie, he no more understand.

All about hear em yesterday alonga finger on two hand

All about two fellah-lubra in the hunted Arnhem land.

Since white man he been go away.

We make em smoke plenty all about come back to stay,

We been have em plenty corroboree, tea, sugar today.

We want plenty white fellah come back again and play.

Wc make em big fellah Corroboree

Ki Hi, Ki Hi, Ki He.

Government he very good man,

He give em the sugar he give em the tea.

He give em the blaket, he give em tobacco;

And many things more and lose em the trucker.

Ki Hi, Ki Hi, Ki Hoi

As a folklorist, I am aware of my duty to record all manner of custom, lore and song – including the awkward ones. By publishing here I record the work and, hopefully, make people think a little harder.

Here’s a song I had two thoughts about recording because it uses the word ‘Abos’ – a diminutive that should not be used. My quandary – should I record the song as popularised, or edit it for the sake of my recording of it. I made the call that it should be recorded as written.

Warren Fahey sings The Snake Gully Swagger. Warren Fahey: Vocals., Jaw Harp. Marcus Holden: Guitar, Stroviol, Musical Saw, Vocals, Brushes. Garry Steel: Accordion, Percussion. Clare O’Meara: Upright Piano, Vocals.

Dave’s Snake Gully Swagger.

I heard this song by Jack O’Hagan and sung by Alice Smith with the Jim Davidson Orchestra (recorded in 1930) on the Music Australia website. It would be familiar to anyone who grew up with an ear plastered to the wireless, listening to the weekly episodes of Dad and Dave on their Snake Gully farm. I debated whether to change the original words where it affectionately mentions ‘Abos and their Tabos’ but decided political correctness can go so far and, besides, I believe it is important we look at these items in context of the times. Hopefully we learn from the past and whilst no one would use the term Abos these days, such unconscious and unfortunately sometimes conscious use was a fact of life in the early 20th century. I have no idea what a ‘tabo’ referred to.

Snake Gully Swagger

Every body round the place will dance to it

It’s gonna set the pace so prance to it

It’s a snifter, body-lifter,

The Snake Gully Swagger

Every tramp along the way will sway to it

Farmers help to load their drays to it

Even Abos and their tab-o’s

Do the Snake Gully Swagger

All the pigs in the pen, the roosters and the hen,

Are doing it now,

The ducks and the drakes are doing shimmy-shakes,

Why even Sally our champion cow (into it
)

Grab yer partner round the waist and go to it

With every step you’ll take you’ll glow to it,

It’s a spry dance, dinki di dance,

The Snake Gully Swagger.

Yidumduma Bill Harney<br /><br /><br /><br /> photo courtesy Alex Gillen via Simply Australia


Yidumduma Bill Harney

Traditional Songs

There are many types of what we call Australian indigenous music. In traditional societies, music has always played a role in ceremony, storytelling and entertainment, especially as dance accompaniment and in the passing down of creation or Dreamtime stories. In some societies, women and men had their own ceremonial and commonly held music. Traditional music still survives, usually against the odds, and, especially over the past fifty years, urbanised indigenous people also developed their own musical expressions.

(Warren Fahey) Over the years, I have released many projects involving traditional and contemporary Aboriginal and Islander music. Larrikin Records was the first to make traditional music available to a wide market. Several regional traditional music albums were released in conjunction with the traditional owners. I intended to introduce and encourage understanding of this music. Fusion music, blending traditional and contemporary sounds, involved consulting with traditional owners regarding the limitations of white people interpreting traditional music – always a difficult issue. Most owners saw no problem with a white person playing didjeridoo or singing their ‘version’ of traditional song fusion. I think it’s fine to play indigenous-inspired music as long as it is acknowledged and sympathetic.

Mainland Music

The mainland people of Australia were primarily migratory hunter-gatherers and organised in clans and nations.

Aboriginal people belong to Mobs (tribes), and within those are Clans (family groups). There are over 250 Mobs in Australia and even more Clans (some Mobs have upwards of 7 clans).

There were over 600 traditional languages. The reality of so many languages assumes that each Mob had different music; however, there is a common thread, and because of migratory patterns, there was considerable cross-cultural assimilation. If, for example, a woman was taken into another Mob, her songs would have infiltrated that community. There were also combined Mob gatherings where songs and dances were shared. There was also a commonality in the song themes, especially those associated with animals, river and ocean species. Ritualistic songs, especially those associated with initiation and circumcision, also held a common thread.

It stands to reason that as languages die, and sadly, many have, the songs associated with those languages also disappear. For example, there are no remaining speakers of the Queensland rainforest people, although ethnomusicologists did capture some of these songs on recordings in the 1980s.

Map of Aboriginal Australia showing clans.

The process of receiving songs from the Dreamtime into a songman or woman’s repertoire is complex. Simplistically, the songman dreams the songs and then ‘has it’ to perform. It is perplexing and mysterious.  Here is one of the last traditional song men, Nyalgodi Scotty Martin, from Elizabeth, West Australia. From the Rouseabout Record. The songs on the album were digitally recorded in May 1999, by respected musicologist Dr Linda Barwick, with the assistance of postgraduate musicology student Sally Treloyn. The project was funded by the Australia Council for the Arts and the Australian Research Council with the support of Sydney University. Dr Barwick’s extensive and thoughtful notes accompany the disc in a booklet that gives life to the songs. We have also included some actuality on the disc where Scotty introduces some songs.

Nyalgodi, or Scotty Martin, lives in the rugged and remote Kimberley region of West Australia, where he was born sometime around the Second World War. Scotty Martin is his ‘whitefella’ or ‘armara’ (meaning non-Ngarinyin tribe) name. He is the pre-eminent living composer in the contemporary world of the Ngarinyin, Wunambal and Worrorra peoples of the north Kimberley.

Nyalgodi Scotty Martin is a custodian of the law and culture of the Wandjina and the famous Gwion cave art. He also plays a leading role in his community as an elder and singer of Dreamtime lore and leads cultural ceremonies to maintain ancestral   w ays.

Nyalgodi Scotty Martin is currently the last composer of his people’s songs. The recorded Junbas are compositions by Scotty and were brought to him in his country as a singer of his land. The songs first came to Scotty in his dreams as they have to every Ngarinyin songman since time immemorial.

Nyalgodi Scotty Martin is joined on the recordings by Maisie Jodba, Pansy Nulget, Daisy Carlton, Alec Julbudij, Donald Dolan, Paul Chapman, Dicky Tataya, Paddy Wama, Jesse Garawa, Dorothy Chapman and Morton Moore.

The songman says the Wandjina and Wunguud are not to be exploited and the senior Ngarinyin have decided to share aspects of their culture with outsiders to demonstrate its quality (once insensitively labelled as ‘savage’ and ‘primitive’’) thereby preventing its extinction at the hands of ignorance. Respect must be given to the fact that these songs are part of a chain that goes back some ten to forty thousand years and is received spiritually similarly to revelation.

The majority of songs on the recording are Junba, a short story-song and one of the main genres of public dance song indigenous to the Kimberley region. Dr Barwick explains: “A complete Junba performance is made up of a number of different songs, each of which represents a different dream. The words of each songtext encapsulate the dream experience, which is often centred around a particular place seen in the dream vision. From his dream experiences the composer forges the set of songtexts, each with its associated rhythm, and sets them to the characteristic melody, which provides the unifying theme through the whole performance. Repeating each songtext is an integral part of the Junba style, and through slight variations in the setting of the text to the melody in successive lines, the composer may demonstrate his art by drawing attention to the different aspects of the text or melody, rather like the virtuoso opera singer who varies the ornamentation when repeating a da capo Baroque aria.”

In terms of similar artists of a global nature the closest comparison would be the late Qawwali singer and tradition holder, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan of Pakistan. Just as Nusrat’s passionate celebration of traditional Sufi music inspired a new generation of listeners in his culture, as well as a whole new audience worldwide. Nyalgodi Scotty Martin hopes to do similarly for the benefit of ‘the land’.

https://www.undercovermusic.com.au/nyalgodi_scotty_martin.htm

Women sometimes have their own songs for work, play and ceremony.

Here is a women’s song Munga Munga from Central Australia. From a Larrikin Record issued in the 1990s.

Koori – Murri Songs

Koori or Murri music, contemporary music, mainly songs sung in non-language and having a direct link to Aboriginality, is another separate genre of indigenous music. The first Koori songs were recorded in the late 1950s by Dr. Jeremy Beckett and featured the wonderful talent of a Wilcannia man, Dougie Young. His songs like ‘The Land Where The Crow Flies Backwards’ and ‘Cutting A Rug’ really set the benchmark for later songwriters like Archie Roach and Kev Carmody.

For examples of contemporary Aboriginal songs, commonly referred to as Koori or Murri music, listen to the Rouseabout Koori Classic collection.

https://www.undercovermusic.com.au/koori-classic.htm

Torres Strait Island  Music

The Torres Strait is the body of water between Australia and Papua New Guinea, where the Pacific and Indian Oceans meet and where there are 133 islands, of which 38 are inhabited.

The Torres Strait is divided into five major island clusters, the Top Western Group (Boigu, Dauan and Saibai), the Near Western Group (Badu, Mabuiag and Moa), the Central Group (Yam, Warraber, Coconut and Masig), the Eastern Group (Murray, Darnley and Stephen), and the TI Group (Thursday, Horn, Hammond, Prince of Wales and Friday). This also includes the five aboriginal and islander communities (Bamaga, Seisia, Injinoo, Umagico and New Mapoon), on the Northern Peninsula Area of Cape York.

The Torres Strait people have three dialects: Kala Kawa Ya (Top Western and Western), Kala Lagau Ya (Central), and Meriam (Eastern) predominate with the ‘Creole’ language that emerged after the arrival of the missionaries.

Tiwi voices past & present in new musical conversations

Another form of indigenous music is the fusion of old and new.  The Rouseabout recording Ngarukurwala is an outstanding fusion. Created by Genevieve Campbell it is thoroughly recommended as an introduction to the music of Tiwi Islands.

The songs of the Tiwi Islands meet with classical and jazz in a new take on an old culture. Using archive recordings from the last century, the voices of the ancestors are back in the recording studio, inspiring musical improvisation in an on-going dialogue between the past and the present.

Tiwi songs are items of significant Australian musical heritage that we should all be proud of. Since 2007, as Ngarukuruwala (we sing songs), the Tiwi Strong Women’s Group and musicians from down south have shared musical ideas to create new versions of old Tiwi songs.

In 2009, eleven Tiwi elders and I visited AIATSIS (Australian Institute of Aboriginal and Torres Straight Islander Studies) in Canberra to reclaim recorded Tiwi ethnographic material, collected by anthropologists over the last century. This was a significant and moving experience for the group as they heard the recorded voices of great-grandfathers, parents and even their younger selves, for the first time.

A defining feature of Tiwi music is that it has always been contemporary. Song texts use the first person and present tense, placing each song in the ‘now’, every time it is heard. Exploring musical, cultural and emotional intuitions, Ngarukurwala have created a series of responses to selected archive recordings, with the deceased and the living as co-performers in the studio, creating a personal connection and transmission of experience between them and all of us – performer and audience – past and present. There were no rules – each musician reacted to what they heard and felt in the old recording, its voice and its poetry. Some are the result of spontaneous ideas that happened on the day, others loosely arranged then improvised performances done in one or two takes, and some are intricately produced aural soundscapes. The result is therefore multi-stylistic, with the sounds of the Tiwi bush from dawn to dusk – where the songs came from – and of the archives – where they were preserved – threading it all together.  https://www.undercovermusic.com.au/ngarukuruwala.htm

Depiction of an Aboriginal hunter. Australian Pictorial Atlas 1897.

SOME EXAMPLES OF ABORIGINAL-BASED SYDNEY REFERENCES:

North Head (Sydney)—“Boree”
South Head (Sydney)—“Cuttai”
Middle Head (Sydney)—“Cubba Cubba”
“Timbrebungie“ means Big Bend. In particular a large bend in the Macquarie River, twenty miles below Dubbo.
Dubbo—“ White clay or sand.”
Minore—“ All about.”
Wollombi—“ Meeting of the Waters.” A village situated sixteen miles south-west from Maitland, where two streams meet.
Potts’ Point (Sydney)—“ Carrajeen.”
Lady Macquarie’s Chair (Sydney)—“ Yurong.”
Darling Point (Sydney)—“ Yaranabe.”
Manly Beach (Sydney)—“ Cannae.”
Cockatoo Island (Sydney)—“ Warrieubah.”
Goat Island (Sydney)—“ Memel.”
Hawkesbury River—“ Deerabubbin.” The aboriginals suffered at times from a disease very like small-pox, called by them “ Galgala.”
Botanic Gardens, Farm Cove (Sydney)—“ Yoolaugh.”
Milson’s Point—“ Kirribilli.”
Blue’s Point—“Waning.”
Sydney          Warrane
Parramatta      Parramatta    eels sit down.
Manaro          Manaro        the navel.
Minyago yugilla—Why weepest thou ?—is the name of a fountain springing out of the side of a mountain near the Namoi.
Manilla (River)   Muneela       round about
Culgoa (River)    Culgoa        running through
Boggabri        Bukkiber-i     place of creeks
Drill dool        Tareel dool     place of reeds
Piliga           Bilagha        head of scrub oak
Breewarina      Bureewarrina  trees (acacia pendula)
Yarra Yarra                    flowing, flowing
Mooki (River)    Mook-i        flinty
Guligal          Guligal        long grass seed
Molroy or Miiroy Murrowolaroi  having hedgehogs
Narrabri         Nurra-bur-i    forks
Botany          Zwiagal
Bundarra        Bundarra      place of kangaroos
Balal            Balal          bare, barren
Pokataroo       Bukkitaro     river going, wide
Barwon          Ba-wun        great (river)
Gundamaine     Gundi-my-an   house on the stream
Gwydir (River)   Gu-i-da        place of red (banks)
Gunedah        Gunneda      place of white stone

North Shore
(Sydney)      Walumetta
Dromedary Mountain      Culag-o
Fort Bourke     Wurtamurtah
Lachlan (River)  Colai
Newcastle, Mulubimba

Names of some of the aboriginals of Sydney in the first days of the colony :—
Benelong.
Barangaroo”—Wife of Benelong.
Daringha “—Ditto.
Dilboong”—Name of native girl living in Sydney.
Mangoran “—A chief of Sydney.
Ballooderry “—Son of Mangoran.
Bedia Bedia “—Chief of Parramatta.

Source: In 1879 J. A. Heaton published a ‘Book of Dates’ relating to the early years of the Colony of New South Wales.
It is an extraordinary work and provides facts, figures and observations on a wide range of ‘colonial doings’. All spelling, including place names, has been left as per the original documents.

INDIGENOUS PLAY

Kids having fun. The Australasian, 1908. H. D. Bulmer, Lake Tyers.

The area of indigenous play is a specialist study, far beyond the capability of this author, and this chapter is included simply as a signpost and to acknowledge the fruitful world of indigenous children’s play culture. 

The most important aspect of indigenous play is that all evidence points to pre-European settlement community life as being fairly idyllic for children. For the mainland hunter-gatherer people there were obvious challenges but, overall, family life was well-structured and favoured children. Young children were essentially the responsibility of female members of the extended family, the men keeping an eye on developing skills which would be useful in later life. Initiation marked a rite of passage from childhood to adulthood. Play directly related to the skills and knowledge which would for them be essential to survival. In play they engaged in activities which stimulated their imagination, developed muscle co-ordination and strengthened powers of observation. 

Surveying Aboriginal and Islander children’s amusements understandably needs to reflect the diverse territorial and cultural spread of the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people, and the fact that pre-European settlement there were between 250 – 700 different nations inhabiting the continent and surrounding islands. Tribal community life encouraged children’s play with games, dance, music and toys being part of everyday life. The majority of mainland people were hunter-gatherers which would have meant very few possessions and, subsequently, many of the games used improvised balls and few toys were retained. New balls and toys could be made. Children were also expected to help in food gathering by picking berries, collecting firewood, checking fish traps, and helping the women with food preparation. Games were possibly devised to be used in such occasions.

When the compiler of this book started visiting Aboriginal and islander communities back in the late nineteen sixties very little was known about indigenous play yet all the early anthropologists noted the important role of children and how they were incorporated into society. Some indigenous children’s songs were recorded and some ‘observations’. Today’s museums, libraries and the Australian Institute of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Studies now actively document all aspects of traditional and contemporary life. Studies have also been undertaken to compare indigenous playmaking in other countries. On first glance, much of indigenous playmaking appears to mimic adult behaviour and the tools used in general community life: mock warfare and hunting, including the use of miniature boomerangs, spears and shields; or toys fashioned out of wood or reeds to resemble totem animals or reptiles including small wooden tortoises, stingrays and snakes. Dances and songs also were adapted to suit younger members of the society. 

The Australasian, Lake Tyers, Victoria, 1908. H. D. Bulmer

Lake Tyers, Victoria, 1908. H. D. Bulmer

The most knowledgable person in the area of indigenous children’s games, Ken Edwards, noted:1

The accounts of traditional games often need to be placed in the cultural context for a particular group even if they can no longer be meaningfully interpreted by that continuing group. For many of the hunter-gatherer and some other types of societies once present there was a relatively large amount of leisure time available for cultural practices which included traditional games. Based on accounts available there were a limited number of games in some cultural groups while other groups had a much larger number of traditional games recorded. Where food-gathering for survival in small family groups was required there were fewer games and less time available for traditional games. Although the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples sought to amuse themselves they appreciated the benefits of relaxing or ‘doing nothing’ as opposed to the need to always be doing something. The concept or idea of boredom may have had different meanings and interpretations in various Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander cultures. 

Indigenous play changed with the times. Mission schools, directed by Government policy, quickly replaced traditional games with competitive European games. Corroboree dances were inadequately replaced with hopscotch and rounders. Traditional string making and reed weaving replaced by sewing and knitting. Physical sport was encouraged and seen as a ‘clean and healthy’ activity, especially where teamwork was involved, and competition between external groups especially so. Edwards suggests to some extent this was an exertion of power and games like cricket, an example of British ‘civilisation’. 

Kids having fun in a wooden canoe. Cyril Grant, Queensland 1900. SLV
Bobbing for apples at Nepabunna Mission, 1936. SLSA

‘Father Christmas’ visited the missions every December, (yes, he would have been white and scary), and distributed gifts to the children. The ‘Easter Bunny’ also made an annual visit. It is difficult to imagine what the children and their parents really thought of all this change. Considering the anguish and confusion created with the Stolen Generation programs it is likely they surrendered adding to their misery and diminished view of their new world. As the mission schools retreated and the communities returned to a more normal way of life, albeit still with much interference and confusion, the children, like all children, improvised in their play. Toys were made from available junk, much of it the remnants of old buildings, cars etc. They also invented new games, many of which incorporated indigenous traditional games with the newer games. In some ways these communities had one saving grace – the absence of television. 

Robyn Howell, writing in 1983, tells of the Kwiambul people of the Ashford district, north west New South Wales.2

Children were taught all through their lives. Much of their childhood was spent in learning, but they had time for games, singing and dancing. Discipline with the children was rarely needed. They had so much to do, they would have found it difficult to get into mischief. There was always someone around to help them, to play with them, tell them stories, sing to them, teach them what they had to learn. They copied many of the things they saw the older people doing. They learned to swim when they were very young, and loved to play in the water
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Children were taught from an early age to be perceptive. For instance, the following is one of their training games. They were shown an area, then objects were added to or taken away from this area. The children had to be able to say what was added or what was missing, even to the smallest stone or stick. Another method was to have them pick out an ant from a group of ants, then follow the movement of that ant, no matter how many ants were there.

Endurance and ability were tested constantly in many ways. There were often competitions to see who could club the quickest, throw a spear most accurately over a distance, or retrieve an object from a branch.

In 1934, a Sydney newspaper mentioned a lists of tests given by Aboriginal people to their children3. For each of the tests there was a certain time allowed for them to train, then they had their test. One test was to find a small bird’s eye that had been buried. Another as to track frogs that had been set free by a stream. The children had not seen where the frogs had been released, and their test was to track their prints across pebbles and so find the frogs. If nothing else, these fascinating examples show how far removed we have become from our environment.

Australian literary legend, Dame Mary Gilmore, grew up in the Wagga Wagga area and observed local Aboriginal children at play.4 

The training of the very young children is the women’s work. I have seen a mother take a small twig, break it till only about three inches of wood and a knot were left, and a toddler of two years taught first to recognise it among others held in the hand, and then to find it when thrown a distance, the child being given only a general idea of the direction in which it had been thrown, sometimes it would be a small piece of grass-stem that would be used.

One of the leaders of the women from the Wiradjuri clan started to teach young Mary Gilmore to count through play, in the Aboriginal way of group counting:

She began as she would with her own children, showing me two fingers, two sticks laid together, two eyes, two ears, two elbows, two feet. She did not show me two thumbs then, as thumbs had a group meaning and she did not want to confuse me. Laster she used tiny sticks, fragments of bark and little clods of earth. This was to show through differing shapes or differing places, two remained two, and it was also to make the child quick in perception. As soon as I grasped two, I went to threes
 I have not seen the Guaranis (from Paraguay) count the stars, but as a child, I say the Aborigines do it many a time, and the smallest of them could beat me at it. I used to number by our arithmetical progression, and being small would lose my count and my place in the heavens at about three or four hundred; but the little Aboriginal children of the same age still kept on
. Aboriginal stockmen could quickly count the number of cattle in a mob of about four or five  hundred in no time at all, by using group counting


Kids in billycart, Lake Tyers, 1914

Basic warfare and hunting games started with young male children. Both were means of survival in an often hostile environment. Whilst the idea was to have fun, the learning was serious. Children needed to know how to remain silent, creep noiselessly through bushland, accurately aim and throw spears or boomerangs, patiently stand in sea and rivers to catch fish and turtle and how to respect nature. Girls needed to know how to make traditional string, which reeds to use to make fish traps, baskets etc, and, how to prepare food and natural medicines. 

It was important for boys to know which reeds and trees provided the best materials to fashion toy spears, shields and boomerangs. Girls needed to know about native fibres and how to make string for nets, baskets etc. 

Anthropologist Herbert Basedow described the use of toy spears made from bulrushes and reeds.5

With these “weapons” the lads have both mock fights and mock hunts. In the latter case, one or two of their number act the part of either a hopping kangaroo or a strutting emu and, by clever movements of the body, endeavour to evade the weapons of the hunting gang.

Toy spears would be fashioned by an adult or made by children from reeds, spear grass, native bamboo or wood. They also made toy boomerangs and bull-roarers.  

Alan Marshall described spear play that took place in Milingimbi, in the Northern Territory.6

The children rushed to a lump of rushes where they gather bundles of the stiff straight stems for use as spears. They took sides and commenced throwing them at each other
 They went swiftly through the grass in a crouching run, they leapt from behind trees and yelled in mock ferocity. They circled each other warily, vibrating their knees, dancing from foot to foot
 They were very accurate in their throwing and experts were recognised as in all children’s games

Playing a game called ‘animal tracks’ encouraged and demanded particular skills. The players, mainly young boys, reproduced the tracks of animals scored, dabbed or scratched the surfaces like sand, rock or tree. These tracks were also interpreted with dance steps. In Central Australia, it is described how a group of children would inspect sand-hills in the early morning to see what specific animal tracks had been made during the night, to identify and then to practice them.

Boys Race. Nepabunna Mission 1936. SLSA

For example, the player would produce tracks for a kangaroo that was grazing, for one that was running, and a different one again for a female carrying a joey. Where camel tracks were known, a camel track would be made by momentarily sitting a baby on a smooth patch of sand – the imprint of its buttocks supplying the outline!

In a coastal area, it is described how children would leave turtle tracks in the sand by kneeling and thrusting out the sides of their legs. Imitation of an animal’s gait, and the animal and bird calls were practiced with great enjoyment.

Western society has a long history of keeping pet animals. The Aboriginal people semi domesticated many wild dogs and children would make pets of mainly the young of the species – baby magpies, koalas, wallabies, frogs, goannas, cassowaries, young turtles, brush turkeys, carpet snakes (having first had their teeth rubbed), and possums. It has been observed that pet cockatoos would learn to speak phrases of the Aboriginal language. Pet animal would usually be tethered to a tree with string. A baby wallaby might be carried around on the head, its claws clinging to the hair. A hunting party would often bring home a young animal for the amusement of the children. 

Indigenous relationships with animals reflected the role of game in their diet. Pet animals, other than dogs, were viewed as disposable and, often, consumed. 

Anthropologist Dr Walter Edmund Roth observed boys and girls playing at hunting and preparing food, the boys playing with toy boomerangs, spears, woomeras and shields while the girls played with dolls, baskets and digging sticks. He also observed them enacting family situations in Cape York:7

Playing at “Houses”, “Grown-up”, ”Marriage”, etc, is in one form or another as common among black children as it is among white ones. On the Upper Normanby, the youngsters pretending to be married will build an impromptu hut, and sit contentedly within its shade; suddenly a boy rushes forward to steal a [girl], over whose possession he and the husband now make-believe to have a fight. On the Lower Tully, the boys and girls will make miniature huts… and finally go away in couples into the scrub. It is a game often being played, but whenever the parents catch them at it they generally give them both a good smacking.

Such playing ‘house’ or ‘family’ included building their own windbreaks, placed in the correct positions relative to another, according to the relationships of the inhabitants. They learned to build with the right materials and in the correct way.

Dolls were simple but effective representations. The most popular was a forked stick placed over the shoulders or a ‘baby’ made from grass tied together to make it compact.

String Games

Australian Aboriginal and Islander people were highly skilled in making native string and creating string games where the string is looped across hands and fingers to create a picture, often a moving picture like a wallaby hopping. Dame Mary Gilmore recalled the young girls and women playing the game we know as ‘Cat’s Cradle’, and that there were at least seventy variations of the game. 8

“They were played mostly around the fire and taught to children.” She added, “I once knew the ‘Flying Possum running up a tree and out on a branch’, ‘The kookaburra laughing’ and one or two others.”

String Games at Yirrkala. Charles Mountford. Children taught by Wandjuk Marika. SLSA

String was made from natural bark or other fibre typically ‘spun’ by looping the fibre around the toes and twisting until the ‘string’ develops. Later, where tufts of wool or fur might be available they were spun into the string. The string was used for everyday purposes for binding etc and also for play making, especially for string games. Hundreds of indigenous string games have been collected, many extremely complicated. Coupled with storytelling they are extremely effective. Howells observed a string game called ‘Lightning’ where the continuous string was placed around the necks of two little girls facing one another, and a small piece of wood twisted in it. When they bent their heads back, the wood would be catapulted out.9

Ken Edwards put the string game tradition in perspective as:10

String games can be identified as being almost universally part of traditional Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander play and movement expressions. The playing of string games, either singly or with groups of players was a commonly recorded activity within Australia as it was in other cultures around the world. The string games had different levels of meaning and forms in different cultures and were associated with the opportunity to exchange ideas/knowledge or communicate and have fun with others. Usually string games were played by the girls and women, sometimes at special times and for special purposes, such as during the first pregnancy or as part of storytelling. In some areas men also played string games. String figure designs often represented animals and people, or abstract ideas such as the forces of nature and as people played the string game designs would usually change quickly from one thing to another. 

It stands to reason that a culture highly skilled in making string dilly bags and fish traps would have a wider use for string, including play time. 

G. A.V. Stanley, science research scholar from the University of Sydney, writing to the Gundagai Independent and Pastoral, Agricultural and Mining Advocate, in 1926, mentioned having:11

Collected over sixty patterns, chiefly from children at Yarrabah Mission Station, near Cairns. And several more from natives of Darnley Island, in Torres Straits, near Darwin. although essentially a game played by children, many women and men remember the patterns, and delight in teaching them to anyone patient enough to learn.

An earlier newspaper article, from The Australasian, 1902, under ‘Science Notes by ‘Physics’ described some of the Aboriginal string games:12

Perhaps the most remarkable of all the children’s games is cat’s cradle, so well known to our children. Dr. A. R. Wallace in his book on the Malay islands tells us that one wet day when time hung heavily, he thought he would amuse his native servants by teaching them some of the points of the game. They looked on politely till he had finished, and then borrowed the string and showed him that the European was a mere novice in the act. In the same way the North Queensland aborigine is an expert, and Dr. Roth has been at an immense amount of trouble to draw the complicated figures that they make, and a series of nearly eighty pictures is the result. . We understand that Dr. Roth vouches for the fact that all his drawings will work out. It requires a good deal of imagination, often, on the part of the players to see any resemblance between the loops of string and the objects they are supposed to delineate. Still we have vague recollections of being satisfied in our childhood that a series of loops did very closely resemble “a bunch of candles”- whatever that was. Amongst the figures given of this method of representing objects by hoops of string, as given by the author are women in various occupations; animals such as kangaroos, bandicoots, cranes, emu, bats, snakes, crabs, and other. The representation of a palm tree is particularly good, and others are decidedly suggestive. The game seems to widely spread in Australia, for Bunce, in 1857, describes it as played by children in the Westernport Ranges. It is not confined to children, for both men and women occasionally play at it. During the progress of manufacture of some of the figures, hands, feet, mouth, and knees may all be employed, and as sometimes two loops of string are used, a couple of assistants may be pressed into the service.

A contributor to The World’s News June 1934, described indigenous string making. 

Even the youngest members of the tribe are taught string-making, and any Aboriginal is generally able to supply his own wants. They use mainly animal fur, hair (even their own), wool, and the bark of many native trees and shrubs. The medium is generally teased and thinned out by hand. Then sufficient to make the desired thickness is worked and rubbed, often for hours, against the naked thigh. It is incredible how strong the string gets, and the joins stand any amount of strain.

Roth also mentions other games played with hands. One, similar to charades, involved acting out the structure of a tree from which native beans were plucked, or honey was gathered. Questions and answers were part of the game.13

Eleanor Adams, studied indigenous children’s games for her Graduate Diploma in Child Development at I.E.C.D. in 1984. She describes the ‘Honey’ game as played in North Queensland. The game is imitation of the search for bush honey.14

Played by two or more young children of both sexes. The children squat on the ground, each placing the tips of the fingers over the hand of another child below. These six hands represent the trunk of a tree. The tree is symbolically felled by a side cut, knocked from above down. Before knocking off the lowest hand, its owner puts her finger into each digital interspace to feel if any honey has dropped down. She pretends to find a snake there and tells her mates. All three children hold their hands behind their backs and the following dialogue ensues:

A: “Have you a tomahawk?”

B: “No.”

A: “Are you sure you haven’t one?”

B: “I have as very little one.”

A: “Well then, give me the little one.”

B then proceeds to hand over the imaginary tomahawk. B’s arm, the wrist of which is held by A. next represents the trunk or limbs in which the honeycomb is found. A. then makes a chop at the elbow to cut off the limb encircling as far as she can the joint with her fingers and from here rubs the limb once upwards and once downwards, so as to indicate complete discontinuity. (it is interesting to note that the upper portion of the tree where the comb lies is ‘taboo’ to the women. But the lower portion where the dirt and drippings are is ‘free’ to them.)

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The Honey Game

A. now does exactly the same to B’s other arm, then goes over the same process with C’s arms and finally does the same with her own. The honey is now supposed to have been collected from the removed limbs and mixed with water, placed in a bark though represented by all the cupped hands resting upon one another. 

Each bends down her head in turn to get a taste. “Too sweet!” is the verdict. They pretend to add more water and when satisfied with the consistency make a show of easting it.

* * *

Adams also described a memory training game of the Walbri people of the Northern Territory.15

The children make a large circle on the ground and around this are placed pieces of sticks, stones and odd bits of things to represent objects in that area. Should the children live near a highway, the sticks represent bridges, stone houses, bits of earth, motor trucks etc. As many as fifty objects are placed around the circle at any one time. The leader of the game places the articles along the circle line and arranges them. He calls the others to examine the positions, when they are satisfied they have memorised them, they turn their backs.

The first player calls an object at a given point and continues to call each article on the line until he/she calls wrongly, then another player takes up the call. When all fail, they go away once more while the leader arranges the pieces for the next game.

Storytelling was always a favourite pastime and in some areas also involved music, dance and puppetry. Certainly in the Muni Muni tradition of Central Australia the storytellers used leaves as representative puppets as part of the telling. Other storytellers would draw images in sand or use pebbles to illustrate their tale. 

Skipping, that perennial favourite, was played using native string or vines swung to and fro like a pendulum. Ken Edwards explains:16

A favourite game of the Juwalarai people of New South Wales was brambahl or skipping. As a long rope was turned by two players the player in the middle performed a number of actions such as jumping like a frog or taking thorns out of their feet. The winner was the player who could vary their performance the most. A skipping game played called jirrakayi-ku (which means jumping in the Panyima dialect) was played in northern Victoria. In playing this game as many as 12 players at a time skipped. 

The campfire as play central.

Fire was an important element of indigenous society and whilst Aboriginal people were skilled at lighting fires they often carried burning cinders from one camp to another. Children were raised respecting fire and learned about it from an early age.  C. P. Mountford writes about this early relationship.17 

Home life. Cyril Grant image Queensland, 1900.

Children sitting around the fires, chanting their childish songs. – they would play with fire-sticks to set alight shrubs and tufts of grass – driving out lizards and small game. They also enjoyed pinning two long leaves together with a thorn, which when thrown on a large smokey fire, would whirl upward on a hot current of air.

There were numerous fire games and the campfire, according to Edwards, was also the natural place for related activities.18

The kal boming (fire hitting) game was played in the Southern districts of Western Australia and called for both agility and strength. A fire was lit either on the ground or the top of a Xanthorrhoea (“grass tree‟) and the players divided themselves into teams. One side tried to put the fire out with short branches of trees while the other side defended it. A wrestling game of the Ngungar people of the south-west of Western Australia was called meetcha kambong. A meetcha (nut) was buried about 20cms underground. Four or five players guarded it while an equal number attempted to dig it up. Only pushing and pulling was allowed. Each year teams from far and wide gathered at a “place of wrestling‟ (at Dingulami) in Kabi Kabi territory in Southern Queensland for a wrestling competition. Each pair in the competition attempted to push each other back over a line. Various forms of wrestling for a bunch of emu feathers or similar held by a player were played in different areas of the southern parts of Australia. Tur-dur-er-rin was a wrestling game from Victoria. Wrestlers placed their hands on each other’s upper arms near the shoulders, and holding on tight, moved around, pushing and pulling in an attempt to knock the other to the ground.

Girls also played games around the fire. Daisy Bates recalled in her memoirs how the young girls would play ‘firesticks’.19

Girls have also a game played with a lighted firestick, similar to the European game. A firestick is taken and twirled round and round, the player calling out the names of all the fish she can think of until the light goes out. 

Toys. Indigenous children did not have or appear to need many toys. Necessity and reality being the parents of invention and play creativity. Just as today’s toddler will find fun and adventure in a couple of old cardboard boxes, Aboriginal and Islander kids made fun with what was available. They could make play toys out of just about anything. Robyn Howell continues:20

They played with what was known in some areas as a ‘weet weet’ which was a small knob of wood attached to a flexible stick, up to or over a half a metre long. This could be twirled around rapidly. Toy spears, boomerangs and other implements were made from wood by the fathers for their sons, and for the girls they made toy digging sticks. Girls learned to make woven baskets and net  bags. When they were very young, their mothers, aunts or grandmothers would weave little bags for them, so they could carry their ‘babies’ just like their mothers. These were made from wood, grass or mud, whatever was handy at the time
 Balls were made from various things such as rolled up possum skins, tightly laced into a round shape; wet mud made a quick, ready to use ball for an instant game. These, or a disc of bark made a rolling target for their toy spears.

Lyn Love, writing in 1983, observed ‘wit wits’ in Queensland.21

Wit Wit – is described as something with a spindle shaped head made from wood) or again as a club shaped playing-stick of mulga. It had many names (including Wik Wik, Weet Weet, kukerra etc) and was played with in widely distributed areas of Australia and the Torres Strait islands. It was thrown by the men, in a special way, at an ant hill or tussock, from which it would ricochet and hop like a kangaroo rat, or slide like a snake – to the amusement of the children. It was played with by children in Queensland where it was described as being ‘like a tadpole’ and called a Tirra.

Lyn Love tells of a game called ‘Tipcat’ – played by sharpening both ends of a short wooden peg, making it jump by striking one end with a somewhat longer stick, and, while it is in the air, batting it as far as possible. This, of course, is not far removed form the common game known as ‘aerial cricket’ or ‘aerial baseball’ where an object is thrown in the air and belted with any form of bat.

Games of physical prowess were extremely popular, especially for those boys nearing initiation age. Early photographic images show young children as very healthy-looking with taut bodies and keen eyes. Their natural diet, coupled with physical activities, kept them agile and healthy. It is not surprising that games like wrestling, mock fights, dodging and tug-of-war were popular. In coastal areas and where there were rivers and billabongs, aquatic games were similar to any child’s visit to water: diving, water fights, underwater swimming, swings and sliding on bark across the slippery sand or mud. 

They were also highly skilled in making models with clay and bark. A separate, more contemporary tradition has evolved for making wire figures. They can be of a stockman or horse and are found in many regional communities where the men work as stockmen or drovers.

One game, similar to ‘I’m the king of the castle’, possibly simply called the ‘sand game’, involved building a sand mound where the ‘king’ sat and others tried to topple him or her from the royal seat.

Indigenous sportsmen and women are now considered world best, especially in the field of football. Many different ball games were played in traditional society. Balls were made from available materials, including kangaroo bladders stuffed with fur and grass and then sewn with sinew, plaited bandanas, wild melon or even a piece of wood. Later footballs were made from wet newspaper and rags tightly bound with string. 

Howells observed football.22

Children and adults played ball games which sometimes could last for hours. In one of these each side had a leader and the idea of the game was to keep the ball away from the other side by throwing it around the team, or by kicking it. The feather game was also enjoyed by both children and adults. A stick with a feather attached was placed on the ground. One side defended the stick, while the other side tried to get it. A great amount of wrestling and struggling went on to protect the feather stick. Wrestling was popular (including team wrestling).

Edwards talks about hunt-related skill games.23

Spearing the disc of bark or disc rolling was a favourite game in most parts of Australia and there were different versions. In one area it was called gorri and a player would call gool-gool before rolling the disc in front of a line of throwers. Sometimes the disc would be bounced along the ground or thrown into the air. A spear dodging game called tambil tambil was played by the Jagara people of southern Queensland. One player stood 10-15 metres out in front of the rest of the group and hopped around as the other player tried to hit them. In another version played elsewhere the player being used as a target could use a small shield to protect themselves. In the Wembawemba language of western Victoria the word ngalembert referred to an expert at dodging spears.

Edwards also mentions games of stone rolling. One, ‘Turlurlu’, from the Great Sandy Desert of Central Australia, has each player holding a mukurro, or fighting stick, as a bat. Each team taking turn to underarm bowl a kamikaze at the opposing team, aiming to make it pass through the line without being hit. Another game was more like tag bowling where a player threw a marker stone and others tried to hit that stone.

A telling feature of play within indigenous society is the fact that participating and skill was more important than winning. There was no keeping score or awarding of prizes.24

Feats of skill received admiration and respect: while ridicule and whoops of derision greeted a poor showing. Certainly in some cases, older men would watch a game to assess the potential skills of the young hunters.

Eleanor Adams discussed how the Djinghali people of the Northern Territory played ball.25

The ball is similar to one used in cricket, but it is made of grass tied up tightly with string, then covered with beeswax. Sides are taken (as in football) and the game is started by kicking the ball into the air. Once kicked off, hands must not touch the ball again, only the feet. The side which has kept it in the air and away from the other is the winner.

Sue Thomas, a graduate of the Institute of Early Development, spent 1988 and 1989 in Hall’s Creek, West Australia, where she observed local children making tow truck toys out of old Sunshine powdered milk tins (billys were also used for similar tow toys).26 

Sunshine Powdered Milk Can toy truck. 1989/90

Sunshine Powdered Milk Can toy truck. 1989/90

They put two holes in the tins and thread wire through – wire as thick as coat hangers – so that the tins can be dragged along or pushed in front.

Much has been written about the universal popularity of the  traditional game of ‘Hide and Seek’. Lyn Love highlights two variations played by indigenous children.27

Hide and Seek. The seekers would hide their eyes by placing their heads on the ground, or looking into the sun. 

Hide the object. The object being the lens from the eye of a cooked fish hidden in a patch of sand, or a goanna claw hidden in the bark of a tree.

Above all, it appears that the campfire was the central place for childhood pastimes. Certainly singing and dancing were the favourite amusements. This is not surprising when one considers the central role of the campfire for nourishment, warmth and ceremony. Kids would compete to jump over the flames and devise all manner of fire games. Guessing games were extremely popular. One might be staged around the result of a day’s hunt – guessing what the men saw, or what the women saw when gathering reeds and food. The campfire was also the place to dance, sing and play music. Anthropologist, T. Hernandez, writing in 1941, says of the Drysdale River children:28

The most favourite entertainment for native children is dancing and singing. No sooner is a dance invented than they are practising it for themselves
They dance as if their lives depend on it.

The corroboree was always the standout event of the adult world and the children took immense interest in learning the dances. They held their own children’s corroborees to practise the steps, inevitably trying to outdo each other in improvisation and mimicry.  

Playing cricket. Lake Condah Aboriginal Station, Corranderck. Illustrated Australian News for Home Readers (Melb) Oct 1874.

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WARNING – sensitive material.

Note: This following section is primarily based on material sourced from old newspapers, citing early anthropological works and memoirs, and uses phrases of earlier times. Many of the words, like ‘blackfellows’, ‘natives’ and ‘primitives’ are not acceptable in today’s Australia, and, however condescending and insensitive they may appear, even for an earlier time, they are a matter of public record. Some of the items come from children’s sections in regional and metro newspapers where editors, one assumes, were trying their best to explain indigenous life and play. Hopefully, we learn from history.

Australian European children were rightly fascinated with the idea of a returning boomerang and many the child boldly declared that the stick about to be thrown was a boomerang, even if it was a plain old stick. Such was the fascination for the boomerang.  Early newspapers came to the recuse with detailed instructions on how to make a toy boomerang. The following comes from 1933.

A Toy Boomerang. 29

Most of our young readers are too familiar with the boomerang, the national weapon of our aborigines— to need any explanation of its principles and uses, except to say that when properly thrown it will travel a considerable distance and return to the thrower if not interrupted in its flight by some obstacle. The boomerang illustrated is not quite the same shape as these used by the Australian aborigines, but it works on exactly the same principle. We have illustrated this pattern before, but there are always young readers coming in who are not acquainted with the toy form, and this time we are going to show how it can be thrown much farther than in an ordinary way.

The boomerang can be made of thin wood, metal, or fibre board, and it should be made to the proportions shown in the drawing. The size can easily be calculated by means of the squares, which measure half an inch each way, so that the length of the longer arm is about 4 1/4 in. and of the shorter 3 1/4 in. measuring from the back of the boomerang. It can, of course, be made larger in the same proportion, but if too big may be a little dangerous if the thrower is not an expert. The best plan is to make a small one first, and then if the sport is attractive try a larger one. This size can be operated in a good-sized room, but beware of mother’s vases or the crockery on the shelf! One side is left flat, and the other, which is the upper side in practice, is given a slight camber (angle); in the case of the shape shown this camber would be about 1/2 in. for the width, namely thrower it can be sent over a much longer distance. This method is more suitable for a paddock or in the open where there is plenty of room.

The blackfellow of North Queensland throws his spear by means of a short 13/4 in. in the size shown in Fig. 1. If made of metal or fibre the material can be bent so as to give this cambered shape. The aboriginal method of projecting the boomerang is to throw it with the hand, but with the catapult stick known as a woomera. This is a flat piece of wood, like a boomerang straightened out, with a small hook on the edge at one end and a roughened or string-bound portion at the other end to give a good handhold. The butt of the spear, hollowed out slightly, is placed against the hook, and the spear laid along the top edge of the woomera, which is held by the hand-grip horizontally over the shoulder, the spear being kept from falling off by the fingers of the hand which holds the end. Then the blackfellow projects the woomera forward in the direction in which the spear is to go, holding the handle firmly all the time. As soon as he reaches the limit of his throw the woomera stops, but the spear continues its course towards the target because the fingers are used only to steady the spear on the woomera and do not check its flight. The driving force is the small hook at the back end of the woomera. Using a light reed spear, tipped with a hardwood point, the blackfellow can throw with the woomera to a great distance—far greater than could be done with the unaided arm.

For throwing the toy boomerang we are going to employ the same principle as the woomera, except that a catapult or “shanghai” is used in place of the woomera. In the pattern for the boomerang will be noticed a small notch at one end. This is to fit on the rubber cord of an elastic catapult as in Fig. 2.

This catapult has no leather pocket or bag for the stone like an ordinary “shang,” and left-hand with the usual fork and a piece of elastic cord. If this is not obtainable and flat rubber has to be used a short length of common twine should be inserted in place of the pocket of the ordinary catapult so that the notch on the boomerang will fit over it. It is important to hold the free arm of the boomerang in the correct direction, and also at the correct inclination. These conditions, however, need not deter the user, for after a few trials with different angles and inclinations he will find the correct one at which the boomerang will return to him after its flight. The best kind of return is the one where it passes the thrower in a series of zig zags until it drops at his feet.

The following from 1935 is a very simple boomerang – with instructions how to launch it!30

Percy Spiden photograph 1955, Mornington. SLV.

A Toy Boomerang.

This little toy, which will afford you lots of fun, can easily be made from a piece of fairly heavy cardboard, about three inches square. Cut the cardboard none to the shape shown in the corner diagram.

Place the boomerang on the edge of a book with one end projecting over in the way shown. Then take a pencil and strike the projecting edge of the boomerang. It will spin through the air, curve around, and come back to you.

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How the Australian Blackfellow used to play games.31Aboriginal Substitutes for Cricket, Golf and Tops.

Makers of Ingenious toys.

The discussion about boomerangs which followed the discovery of such a weapon in Utah the other day, brought out the fact that the Australian blackfellow is the sole manufacturer of boomerangs that actually return to the thrower. It is not every boomerang that comes back, and these that do are mostly playthings. Our aborigines used to be very fond of playing games. They were light-hearted people once, and some of their toys were very original and ingenious.
The blackfellow’s inventive skill was by no means confined to the production of playthings. The fighting boomerang was a very dangerous weapon, and is still no joke among the few wild natives who are left to use it. It can be thrown so as to fly in a wide circle, but that is not its principal purpose.  The fighting boomerang is thrown to kill, but it can be warded off with a nulla-nulla or shield — so long as it has not got a hook on the end of it. The inventor of the hooked boomerang was an artful fellow. He saw how the ordinary boomerang would bounce off any stick held up to intercept it; so he added the hook, to catch on the shield, and swing the boomerang round it with such force as to dash a man’s brains out.

Throwing Sticks
The come-back boomerang is a very different article, although one of the games in which it used to figure is what civilised people would call rather rough. No one ever studied the sports and pastimes of the Australian blackfellow more intelligently than Walter E. Roth, the author of a rare little book called Ethnological Studies Among the North-West Central Queensland Aborigines. The play boomerang seems to have been evolved from the fighting boomerang and from a highly ingenious toy throwing stick and Roth saw both throwing stick and play boomerang in use. He has left us an interesting description of the games in which they were employed. The throwing stick, he says, is a thin straight stick with a knob on the end of it, which, if cleverly thrown up against some thick foliage, or down at a tussock, can be made to shoot through the air twice as far as it can be thrown in the ordinary way. There is a curved throwing stick which will bound up and whirl about in an astonishing way if thrown against a log on the ground. Nearly related to this is the comeback boomerang, which is quite an entertaining plaything.

But the Queensland blacks, at all events, were not content just to throw the play boomerang and watch it circle in the air and return. They devised games for it — trying to make it come back in such a way as to hit one another, or to fall directly on an agreed spot marked with a peg in the ground— a sort of aboriginal game of quoits. The natives used to have at least three games of ball — catch-ball, stick-and-stone, and spin-ball. Children played with a leather ball, bound with hair-twine, not vastly different in its component parts from the earliest golf balls.

‘Stick-and-stone’ was remotely suggestive of cricket. There were opposing teams of/from four to six players, armed with sticks and ranged up fifteen or twenty yards apart. ‘The game,’ says Roth, ‘consists in throwing a stone of convenient size from one side to the other, each individual trying to intercept it with his stick as it skips or rolls before him on the ground.’

Blackfellows’ Tops
The spin-ball was generally of baked clay, brightly coloured and spun between the fingers on the ground —clearly related to the top of the European boy. Roth’s black friends were also fond of skipping and used a rope made from the roots of a tree, which two persons swung backwards and forwards — and not over and over — while a third did the skipping. Then there was ‘hunt the eye,’ something like ‘hunt the slipper’. It was played with a tethered object, often the lens of an opossum’s eye, which was hidden in the sand while the players, sitting round in a ring, held their hands before their faces. ‘Hide and seek’, the aborigines used to play just as our children play it today. Throwing a leaf into a column of hot smoke in such a way as to make it ascent in spiral curves, was another innocent pastime. The Australian savages with whom Roth was acquainted, even played a sort of golf, but without clubs. There was only one hole, and that was a pit, guarded by a cross bunker, in the form of a net. The game was to throw a human shinbone from a prodigious distance, and to ‘hole in one.’ Altogether, the passion for sport seems to have been felt in this country even before white settlement.

This detailed article, from 1924, observes play of Queensland indigenous people.

Native Games. By ‘Castlebar’32

The Australian blacks have impressed many observers as being simply big children, cheerful, irresponsible, and with no care for tomorrow, and there is no doubt that their lives before the advent of the white man were, in the main, very happy.

The blacks are natural optimists, and love fun, and they had no terrifying doctrines of a future world, few diseases, and no natural enemies, save themselves. There was practically no bickering in the camps of the tribesmen, but endless frolic and laughter. With them time was no object, and, especially in seasons of plenty, every day was a holiday. The blacks had numerous games, many athletic, and ball games of skill and everyone, even fine old men and women, joined in the games, which never failed to cause tremendous excitement and emulation. The various corroborees were, of course, the national games or ceremonies, but apart from these unique performances, the many and often clever pastimes of the blacks have never received the attention they deserved. 

The favourite sport was tug-of-war, which was carried out on a different plan from that of the white men. A pole, cut from, the bush and trimmed with the stone axe heads, was used instead of a rope, and the contestants pushed instead of pulled, while the onlookers sat in rows and shrieked encouragement to their favourite side. Wrestling bouts, were for men only, and these were looked forward to and well prepared for before the great gathering of the tribes for the Priodle Boorah, or initiation ceremonies. They had also several ball games, the ball being made from portion of the skin of an old man kangaroo, stuffed with gins’ hair. Two opposing sides or teams had each a captain, and totem played against totem, such as White Cockatoos versus Pelicans. The game was for each side to keep the ball away from the other, and there the men arid women took part, but it was considered too strenuous for the children. Another popular game was spearing the kangaroo. A piece of bark was stripped from a tree, and shaped, into a circle; and then bowled along the ground, while the players from given positions, had to pierce it. It was an excellent practice for their hunting.
The blacks, wherever water was plentiful, spent much time in swimming, and they had numerous water games. Besides ordinary swimming and diving for objects, and the imitation of swans, turtles, etc. Tremendous laughter invariably accompanied the for the grown ups, both sexes participating. They were also fond of holding sham fights, excellent practice for their extreme quickness of eye, for real spears were thrown, and only the watchfulness of the attacked one prevented real injury. Much time was spent in teaching the children thoroughly to fight, swim, hunt, track, etc. In these mock battles, a black was upon his honour (not to move off the ground when dodging a spear, and to avoid the hissing missiles by only the slightest possible movement of his body. The children’s games, of course, were imitations of these of the adults. The boomerang was used in several games, usually the returning boomerang, which was largely a toy, and seldom used in fights. Contestants each lighted a small fire, at which the boomerangs were prepared and rubbed with fat. They were then thrown, and the game was to make them return as near as possible to a given spot. At night the blacks were fond of sending thousands of boomerangs tipped with fire circling through the air together.
Another species of native fireworks was that known as “poolooloomee.” They peeled off great sheets of green bark from white gum trees, and shaped hundreds of “poolooloomees,” which resembled bark spoons with long handles. These were put into the campfires till they glowed red and then the display began. Each black had a long stick stuck firmly into the ground, and when one lent against this the glowing head was broken off and sent whirling through the air. Hundreds were sent up at once, the lubras rushing backwards and forwards to the fires to keep the men supplied, while the night rang with wild yells of revelry. Skipping was another accomplishment well known to the blacks, and much indulged in, and they had developed the art far in advance of the white man’s methods.
A vine was often used for a rope, and the two turners tried by every means to catch the performer, man or woman, off his or her guard. At first the skipper went through the ordinary steps but this was soon followed by amazing variations, such as taking turns of feet, digging for yams, grinding seed, imitating a frog, or other, creatures, Striking an attitude as distance, snatching up a child, or lying flat on the ground, measuring the full length in that position, and recovering in time to jump the rope, which was kept going constantly during the whole pantomime. Many of the oldest warriors and gins were excellent performers. The blacks also spent much time in carving implements and even whole trees, in decorating with differently coloured ochres, and in painting figures in caves. The famous gigantic  painting of’ “hell-fire” at Nardoo Creek, in which hundreds of human hands appear to be lifted out of a sea of flames, is well known. They were also fond of fireside stories, mostly tales of wonder and magic, and were adept in merit of oratory, in which their eloquence was wonderful. Singing or chanting took up much of their time, and, according to that, first of all authorities on the aborigines, Mr  J Mathew, almost every blackfellow is a maker of lyric verse, and whiles away the hour in expressing the poetry and music that is in him. The special bards or song-makers of each tribe were held in great esteem, and they were overeager to learn new songs. They had songs to the dawn, and to the kookaburra; songs for various occasions, and many humorous chants or action-songs. Whenever the successful game they came in chanting the emu song, or the kangaroo along, as the case might be.  Some were magic or ceremonial songs for the corroboree.  Whether in far off tunes, the blacks, with their genius for mimicry, evolved the corroboree from the marvellous dawn-dance of the brolgas, or native companions, cannot be known; but they declare that the brolgas learnt their quaint quadrilles from the corroborees, and for that reason these birds were never molested. Apart from the way the ceremonial dances of the boorah, and other semi-religious functions, the blacks had an unlimited repertoire of corroborees, which were the native plays or operas. Most of these were humorous and imitative of some bird, animal, or event. The dancing grounds were lit by great armfuls of dead timber, placed in forks of surrounding trees, and fired, and the gins sat in rows and did the singing, keeping time on their ‘possum rug “drums.” It was always a wild and impressive spectacle, and seemed express all the weirdness and mystery of the Australian bush. Among the favourite performance were the sick baby dance, startled birds, the last the the poisoned dingo, cattle raided by the blacks, the coming of the first steamer, and the imitation of different birds and their cries, and were in reality dramas, and each had its appropriate music. Numerous riddles were also acted in pantomime. One was called “the wild dog dance,” and began by the life-like howling of hidden dingoes in the darkness answering each other, and then they finally came to the fire, running about, snarling and snapping, etc. Another was the “imitation of a stormy shore,” in which the performers imitated to perfection the long rhythmic sweep of the waves and their recoil, together with the hiss of spray and the boom of breakers. In the canoe dance also there was the same perfect- rhythm of the swaying bodies. Among the humorous pieces were “an old man tormented by ‘possums,” and ”crossing a river in a leaky canoe.”

‘References

1 Edwards, Ken.  A Typology of the Traditional Games of Australian Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Peoples, 2012

2 Howell, Robyn “The History and Culture of the Ashford District”. D. West. Government Printer 1983

3 Sydney Morning Herald, 15/3/1934

4 Gilmore, Mary. ‘Old Days, Old Ways’ A&R 1934 

5 Basedow, Herbert, The Australian Aboriginal, compiled and edited by David M. Welch, second edition, Australian Aboriginal Culture Series no.8, 2012

6 Marshal, Alan. The Dark People. In Farwell and Johnston This land of ours
 Australia, Angus and Robertson, London.

7 Roth, Walter, Games, Sports and Amusements of the Northern Queensland Aboriginals, 1902

8 Gilmore, Mary. ibid.

9 Howell, R. ibid.

10 Edwards, Ken. ibid

11 Gundagai Independent and Pastoral, Agricultural and Mining Advocate, Dec. 1926

12 The Australasian June 1902

13 Roth, W. ibid

14 Adams, Eleanor. Course extract reproduced in Australian Children’s Folklore issue 9. November 1985.

15 Adams, Eleanor. Ibid 1985

16 Edwards, Ken. ibid

17 Mountford C. P. Nomads of the Australian Desert. Adelaide Rigby. 1976

18 Edwards, Ken. Ibid

19 Bates, D. Songs, Dances, Games etc. Daisy Bates Collection. National Library of Australia, Canberra, A.C.T., 1929.

20 Howell, Robyn “The History and Culture of the Ashford District”. D. West. Government Printer 1983

21 A selection of Aboriginal children’s games. Lyn Love. 1983. Anthropological Society of Queensland newsletter 1983 

22 Howell, R. ibid

23 Edwards, Ken. Ibid

24 Love, Lyn. ibid

25 Damas, Eleanor. Ibid 1985

26 Thomas, Sue. Cited in Australian Children’s Folklore newsletter Issue 19 December 1990

27 Love, Lyn. ibid

28 Hernandez. T. ibid

29 The Queenslander 4 May 1933

30 The Australasian. 17 August 1935

31 The Register News Pictorial (Adelaide) 26 Sept 1929

32 The Daily Mail (Brisbane) 16 Aug 1924