Thursday, 14 May 2015

On The Road Again

My name is Chelsea Jamieson-Bews and I am apart of the Freedom Riders:  
  
Yesterday we left for the town of Walgett and began the journey towards the township of Moree, I hate the road, everyone's so quiet. I think it's the pure shock of what we've done in the towns. Our cause is true I know that now, once I didn't, but now it's sinking in, the effect that our trips are having on each town, when we set off I didn't think we would achieve anything, I thought we would be turned down, abused and ignored, I thought that once. But not now. Walgett was intense. I was scared. That much I will admit, all the emotions shown towards us, for every abusive comment there were people crying with happiness, for every rotten potato thrown at us there were a dozen people greeting us with open arms and crying in joy, for every pub we were thrown out of there were mothers and fathers begging us to come for supper. I thought we wouldn't achieve anything, that we would all go down as fool's, our names branded in history as crazy lunatics with death wishes, people that would stand up for filthy murderers and thieves. When Charles came to me begging that I come on the freedom ride, "it will be revolutionary" he said, and I agreed, I still wasn't convinced, the first town, Bogabilla (Indigenousrightsnetau. Retrieved 19 May) Charles brought over a child, 'Masie' was her name, (she was five at the time), he showed me her tattered clothing and told me of how she'd been neglected by her 'white' carer and forced to live on the streets. She told me of how she lived outside a bakery because of the simple warmth it produced, and how she would scrabble with the pigs to get herself a meal at night, they chose
the pigs above a girl, a small helpless girl, I asked her if she was alright, if she was unhappy with the way she lived, and she replied "Miss for me to get a meal at night time, thats a lot better than the others" that was the day, the day I had my eyes opened. Moree was a far better outcome than we had expected, the R.S.L, the protest, the reporters (Charles Perkins and the Freedom Rides. Retrieved 19 May) the cameras all flashing, the story and then finally the car. Of coarse they would try for revenge, we were all so scared when it rammed us, we had no idea what was happening. The men in the car were prepared to do anything to protect their honour, and we are prepared to do anything to change the living conditions of the Aboriginal community (Wikipediaorg. Retrieved 19 May). They need protecting, they are unable to defend and protect themselves, they need help, they need our help and we are willing to do whatever is necessary to help them, but we can't do it alone, we need your help too, come, meet us at Moree, aid us in our quest to rid the Aboriginal people of these horrible living conditions.     

APA:
Website Information:  
1: Indigenousrightsnetau. (2015). Indigenousrightsnetau. Retrieved 19 May, 2015, from http://indigenousrights.net.au/civil_rights/freedom_ride,_1965  In-text citation: (Indigenousrightsnetau, 2015)


2: Wikipediaorg(2015)WikipediaorgRetrieved 19 May, 2015, from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freedom_Ride_(Australia) In-text citation: (Wikipediaorg, 2015)
3: Weeblycom(2015)Charles Perkins and the Freedom RidesRetrieved 19 May, 2015, from http://perkinsforfreedom.weebly.com/freedom-rides.html In-text citation: (Weeblycom, 2015)
Pictures: 
1: Pinterestcom. (2015). Pinterest. Retrieved 19 May, 2015, from https://www.pinterest.com/fauresa/people/ In-text citation: (Pinterestcom, 2015


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