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Female | Age unspecified | Under 3 minutes
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Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer

EXTRACT: I remember my Dad didn’t like going for the rations – he built a large cart for my sisters and I to get rations. We had to say his name ‘Tom Geia’ and we would be given tea, barley, flour, syrup, sugar; and at the Babies’ Clinic we would get pumpkin and potato, Sunshine milk, porridge, baby needs. Our Dad was a gardener, fisherman, and hunter and a man who worked many jobs to supplement income.