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    Sister Heart

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    A hand grabs me

      Makes me stand

      A hurried voice says

      Thank you, Reverend Dale

      I’ll take charge of the girl now

      two

      I’m taken

      to a government place

      given

      to a government man

      sitting

      in a government chair

      hard eyes staring

      Hmm, you’re a thin little thing

      Well now

      let me see

      what Reverend Dale has written

      He gazes at a paper

      Ah yes

      the Reverend has given you

      the name of Anne

      He glances up

      What about Annie, instead?

      He waits

      Not talking, Annie?

      He glances again at the paper

      You spoke English on the station

      It won’t be long

      before you are talking

      to the other children

      Go along with Nurse

      make some new friends

      this is your home now

      My hands squeeze into fists

      This

      is

      not

      my

      home

      Outside

      kids rush me

      like a noisy flock of galahs

      New girl, new girl!

      What your name?

      Where you from?

      Who your family?

      Nor’wester or sou’wester?

      A girl with light eyes

      and sun-bright hair

      pushes through and yells

      Go away, you mob!

      Can’t ya see she’s scared?

      Clang! Clang! Clang!

      I jump in fright

      Everyone scatters

      except the sun-bright girl

      She giggles

      That’s the bell

      callin’ us to eat!

      Bet you a nor’wester, huh?

      Sun cooked you up real good!

      I’m a sou’wester

      but we can be friends

      She grabs my hand

      I’m Janey!

      Fingers press a message

      into my palm – friend

      I don’t know her

      She’s not my family

      How can she be my friend?

      You hungry, new girl?

      Janey yanks my arm

      pulls me with her

      We gotta run!

      Eating place is quiet

      Janey whispers

      No talkin’, just eatin’

      Bread looks horrible

      smells horrible

      My Granny makes good damper

      Wish I had some now

      Tears sting my eyes

      I push the bread away

      Other girls at the table

      stare hungrily at my bread

      Don’t want it, new girl?

      asks Janey

      I slide my bread to her

      she gobbles it down

      When eating is finished

      Janey says

      Thanks for the bread

      Me guts are always hungry!

      If I catch a fish

      I’ll share with you

      Honest!

      I’m not lyin’!

      I’m a good catcher for fish!

      Janey giggles

      Sometimes I say words

      like fish

      cake

      potatoes

      and pretend it makes me fat

      Got a lotta tricks like that

      Why can’t she be quiet?

      Why can’t she leave me alone?

      A grumpy lady gives me clothes

      same as the other kids

      It’s nearly lock-up

      she says

      I don’t have time

      to check your hair for nits

      Go with Janey

      she knows how things work here

      Janey takes me to the sleeping place

      Beds in rows

      girls everywhere

      Janey shouts

      Bed next to me is for the new girl!

      Other girls ignore her

      Janey yells

      Hey, you mob hear me?

      I’m claimin’ this bed!

      Bigger girl yells back

      Aw, shut up, Janey

      No one wants the stinky bed!

      Janey tugs the blanket

      This your bed now, new girl

      Margy used to sleep here

      but she got sent out to work

      I look at the bed

      Did Margy like this place?

      Another girl joins us

      Taller

      wider

      older

      She says

      You nor’wester or sou’wester?

      Janey steps closer

      New girl’s not talkin’, Nancy

      but I reckon she’s nor’wester

      Nancy frowns

      pokes out her bottom lip

      looks me up and down

      Yeah, nor’wester!

      Nancy clenches her fist

      shoves it close to my nose

      I don’t back away

      Will she hit me?

      Any trouble, see me, new girl

      She pokes Janey’s arm

      Janey’s sou’wester

      but she’s alright

      ’cept she talks too much!

      Nancy returns to her bed

      Janey whispers

      Most kids cry

      when Nancy does that

      She can hit hard

      You got guts!

      I sit on Margy’s bed

      Janey sits on her bed

      leans forward

      Nancy fights new kids

      if they big like her

      specially sou’westers

      But she’s good with kids our size

      Some sou’westers like fightin’ too

      but not me!

      Nancy’ll be going out to work soon

      ’cause she’s nearly fourteen

      Poor old Nancy

      she wants to be a film star

      Girls at the end of the room

      shout at each other

      Janey looks at them

      shrugs

      You get used to the noise

      If it’s a bad bust-up

      big girls will thump ’em both

      I slide under the blanket

      Around me

      girls I don’t know

      who aren’t sisters

      cousins

      aunties

      fight

      yell

      giggle

      cry

      cough

      I pull the blanket higher

      Janey slips off her bed

      leans over me

      You okay?

      Her mouth is smiley

      but her eyes are sad

      What your name?

      I dip my head under the blanket

      Shut Janey out

      Shut the shouting girls out

      It’s okay

      Janey says

      It’s okay to be scared, new girl

      My fingers cover my mouth

      I cry quiet beneath the blanket

      Someone shakes me

      Wake up, wake up!

      Come on, it’s mornin’

      I open my eyes

      wrinkle my nose

      Pooh this place stinks

      Toilet’s full

      Janey says

      Gets right up ya nose, huh?

      But boys’ place stinks worse!

      Glad I’m not a boy

      I squeeze my hands

      round my toes

      So cold

      it’s like there’s no blood in them

      Janey pinches my shoulder

      I fling out a slap

      but she ducks away

      giggling

      Not allowed to sleep in

      Freezin’ cold

      but ya gotta get up!

      Itchy bites dot my arm


      Another girl teases

      Ha, ha!

      Mattress bugs got you good, new girl!

      Janey warns

      Scratch

      and ya bleed

      Worry for the cold

      and ya freeze

      Sleep in

      and ya get trouble

      Janey raises her eyebrows

      You want trouble?

      Course I don’t want trouble!

      I throw off the blanket

      Cold air hits me all over

      I wrap my arms round my body

      shiver my way outside

      Ship was cold

      Here is cold too

      And nowhere to hide

      Janey shoves a broom at me

      Sweepin’ gets ya blood pumpin’

      Runnin’ round is good as well

      But not till you finish sweepin’

      Who does she think she is

      bossing me?

      She lowers her voice

      You wet your bed?

      No!

      I am mad at her for asking

      She makes me feel shame

      It’s okay, new girl

      first night lotsa girls wet the bed

      or if they have a bad dream

      or if they hurtin’ inside

      or if they sick

      I wish she would shut up

      Listen, we all got mornin’ jobs

      I’ll make our beds

      You sweep hard

      warm up your insides

      Okay?

      I put my head down

      and sweep the verandah

      I think of Aunty Adie

      I helped her clean the Big House

      on the station

      Sweep the corners good

      she’d say

      or Boss will complain

      Sweep the corners real good

      Too sick to eat breakfast

      Not seasick

      Heartsick

      Janey elbows me

      If your guts growl in school

      Teacher will think you farted

      Teacher hates fartin’

      snortin’

      and laughin’

      So you better eat somethin’

      Girl on the other side

      of the table hisses

      Shut up, Janey!

      Get us in trouble

      with your talkin’!

      Gotta tell her stuff

      Janey hisses back

      She new here

      How she gunna know?

      Is Janey trying to help me?

      Janey whispers

      Teacher hates laughin’

      the worst

      If she thinks kids are laughin’ at her

      she explodes!

      I nibble horrible bread

      Bits drop on the table

      Janey licks her finger

      presses it to my crumbs

      The crumbs stick

      She licks them off

      I’m a good catcher for fish

      and a good catcher for bread, too!

      Outside again

      Janey says

      Hey — you ever been to school?

      School’s where kids learn stuff

      Maybe you’ll learn to talk!

      I turn away

      Aw, sorry, new girl

      Don’t talk

      I don’t care

      School’s borin’

      ’cept for stories and singin’

      We sing for important visitors

      when they come here

      Everythin’ gets cleaned up then

      Get better food, too

      My family sings

      All my aunties sing

      Mum sings the best

      She taught me lots of songs

      Nancy comes up

      spins me around

      Ay, new girl!

      Meet Emmy and Dot

      They nor’westers, too

      Emmy and Dot

      are bigger girls like Nancy

      Emmy has curly hair like mine

      Dot has a round face like Nancy

      They nod at me shyly

      Nancy says

      Nor’westers stick together

      Sou’westers stick together

      Got it?

      Janey elbows past Nancy

      Hey, I’m sou’wester

      and I got sou’wester and nor’wester friends!

      Nancy teases

      Ooh — prickly little sou’wester

      Emmy pokes Janey

      Dot laughs

      Nancy towers over Janey

      Mind ya own business, sou’wester!

      Janey puts her hands on her hips

      If I minded me own business

      you wouldn’t have any stuff …

      Shut up!

      Talk soft!

      You too cheeky, Janey!

      Nancy growls

      Blab about the stuff ya got us

      we all in trouble!

      Janey glances over her shoulder

      Sorry, Nancy

      Learn to shut ya trap, Janey!

      Rain drizzles down

      Janey grabs my hand

      Gotta run!

      Nor’westers and sou’westers

      run to school together

      School is a room filled

      with big kids

      in-between kids

      little kids

      Janey points to a neat lady

      standing

      stiff and straight at a table

      Her face is tight with watching

      That’s Teacher

      Boss of our school

      She’s not smiley

      We had two teachers before

      but the nice one left

      None of ’em stay long

      Nancy reckons

      this one’s still here

      ’cause no one else wants her!

      She can’t see nothin’

      without her glasses

      that’s why they tied

      round her neck with ribbon

      So kids can’t steal ’em!

      Boys did that once

      Got the strap bad!

      I sit between Janey and Nancy

      When everyone is quiet

      Teacher says

      A new girl has joined us today

      Is she talking about me?

      Her name is Annie

      I duck down

      Let my curls flop over my face

      Pretend I’m not here

      Say good morning to Annie

      Everyone says

      Good morning, Annie!

      My cheeks burn hot with the stares

      Janey whispers

      So that’s your name

      Annie

      I like it!

      I don’t

      I – am – not – Annie!

      Annie belongs

      to the government man

      and his lying government papers

      Tap – tap – tap

      Teacher’s stick hits my table

      Not a digging stick

      not a fighting stick

      for big trouble

      a skinny useless stick

      I see you are a quiet girl, Annie

      Nice to have a well-mannered

      child in my class

      Why does Teacher talk so loud?

      Everyone can hear

      what she says to me

      I burn with more stares

      In school you will learn

      to write your name

      and count to ten

      I will also teach you

      the days of the week

      and months of the year

      If you tell the truth

      pay attention

      work hard

      you will do well

      Do you understand, Annie?

      I glimpse Nancy nodding

      Reverend liked me to nod

      when he talked

      Is Teacher the same?

      I rub my hands on my dress

      and nod

      Teacher gives a sharp smile

      Very good, Annie!


      There is one more thing

      we only speak English here

      English is the language of kings

      She bends closer

      We never speak native gibberish

      Her glasses slide down her nose

      Not ever!

      She pushes her glasses back

      Janey will tell you what happens

      if you speak the native tongue

      Won’t you, Janey?

      Janey speaks so loud

      everyone hears

      You get whacked, Annie!

      Laughter spills out from the other kids

      Silence!

      Teacher snaps

      Her angry look sweeps the room

      No laughter now

      Teacher glares at Janey

      Janey lowers her head

      Bites her lip

      Not because she’s scared

      Because she’s trying not to smile

      I don’t think Janey likes Teacher

      Teacher sounds out a big word

      O – B – E – D – I – E – N – C – E

      Obedience

      is an important word

      If you do as you are told

      and respect your betters

      you will find a place in this world

      Teacher shows me a small word

      Cat is easy to say and spell, Annie

      c – a – t

      spells cat

      Can you say cat?

      Can you say c – a – t?

      Tap – Tap – Tap

      goes Teacher’s stick

      Pay attention, Annie!

      This is not walkabout time

      Don’t let your mind

      wander in the never-never!

      Slowly and loudly

      like I am deaf and stupid

      Teacher repeats

      Can you say c – a – t?

      I twist my hands together

      There’s too much english in this place

      english hurts my head

      english is hard on my tongue

      english is missing good words

      english is lonely

      I wish I could talk my language

      I wish I could talk to my mum

      Janey, does Annie understand English?

      Yes, Teacher

      This mornin’

      I told her to sweep

      and she swept real good!

      Janey shoots me a proud smile

      I see

      And does Annie speak?

      No, Teacher

      Teacher rolls her eyes

      Another backward child!

      Teacher keeps

      me and Janey after school

      She takes her glasses off

      wipes them with a cloth

      Glares at my hair

      Annie’s hair is like a bird’s nest

      Does she have nits, Janey?

      No, Teacher

      Hair was checked last night

      when she got clothes

      No nits

      Janey is a big liar

      The grumpy lady didn’t check my hair

      She said there wasn’t time

      Hmph

      says Teacher

      Annie looks too wild to be in school

      Help her comb her hair

      flatten it down

      This is not the bush!

      I don’t want flat hair like Teacher!

      And Janey

      make sure Annie

      does her after-school jobs properly

      If she doesn’t get them right

     


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