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Then And Now | Homeless Tales

Rated Oct 28 2008 • 1 review • blog, autobiography, homelessness, streets, life story • homelesstales.com

I have read a bit of this and am going to read it through from the beginning...
it is extremely well written

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Rated Oct 27 2008 • 0 reviews • arts • google.com

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G2: Long live the Essex girl. Germaine Greer writes. |...

Rated Oct 27 2008 • 0 reviews • guardian.co.uk

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Chinese-style fried rice&|&Nikki Bonigala...

Rated Oct 27 2008 • 0 reviews • cooking • nikkibonigala.com

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Video - Breaking News Videos from CNN.com

Rated Oct 27 2008 • 1 review • relationships • cnn.com

thanks magicgeek

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Corned Beef Hash For A Delicious Breakfast Treat From...

Rated Oct 24 2008 • 1 review • cooking • real-restaurant-recipes.com

I love corned beef hash


I cooked Delias one though!!
Corned-beef Hash with Fried Eggs from Delia Online

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bud light romantic sleigh ride

Rated Oct 23 2008 • 0 reviews • dating tips, video • youtube.com

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http://wothealthforum.com.au/doc/SADMEMORIESPhyllisPitchf...

Rated Oct 16 2008 • 1 review • wothealthforum.com.au

a beautiful sad poem from a strong Lady

SAD MEMORIES by Phyllis Pitchford

I'm an Aboriginal Woman so proud of my race
But I carry sad memories which I cannot erase
Of so many things from back in the past
Though some are forgotten, there are others that last.

When I was a small girl at my mother's knee
I heard `Old Ones' talking of what used to be.
At times there was laughter but then they'd grow sad
As they dredged up old memories of times that were bad.

I was too young to know then, so could not relate
To the blows that were dealt by the cruel hand of fate.
The shame, degradation, the anger and scorn
That was heaped on my people, long before I was born.

Now today I still question, which was the worst kind?
The rape of the body, or that of the mind?
They never told all that was hidden inside
And though deeply wounded, they salvaged their pride.

And this they passed on, where it's proven today
In the pride that we carry as we pave the way.
For our children, our future, we must try and erase
Those sad bitter memories of long bygone days.

Recognition is happening though advancement is slow
And we all are aware there's a long way to go.
In the move to step forward, away from the past
Give Us back our Identity to walk free at last.

As I think of the `Old Ones' I now understand
The pain that they carried for the loss of their Land.
Though I live with their memories of things that were wrong
As an Aboriginal Woman, I am proud, I am strong.

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