'What's it like growing up Aboriginal? My gawd, how well I remember.
'Some of my earliest memories come from the time I spent in a native mission. All I wanted was to hug my big brother - my hero; my world. I just wanted some comfort from him. I couldn't stop the tears that rolled down my face. I was not allowed to talk to him, even though we were in the same mission. I was six years old, for goodness sake, and couldn't understand why they wouldn't let me touch him. This is when I first remember an emotional hurt, a hurt that stays with me forever. I got a belting that day from the missionary lady for trying to hug my brother.' (Introduction)