My name is Dawn Daylight and I’m a Yugerra/Turrbal/Jarrawoir woman. People ask me, is that your name for real? I say yeah, I’m a Daylight. I’m a proud person and I want my family to feel proud of who we are and what we’ve achieved. This is a Daylight family story.
I spent my early childhood in Churchill, out on the fringes of Ipswich. My mother was a caretaker of a property that operated as a cattle farm/slaughter house. I enjoyed that time growing up with my brothers and sisters, and all the other Aboriginal people that frequented our place often. Our house was like a safe haven for Aboriginal people, my mother always had hot stew on the stove and it was probably one of the few places in the area that Aboriginal people could be themselves.
My main memory of that era is that I was happy.
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At the age of 12, I was stolen and sent to All Hallows’ convent –one of the wealthiest, elite private schools in Brisbane. I was forced to work there as a domestic servant. At the time, the college was run by the Church, and more specifically, The Sisters of Mercy.
I don’t recall being taken nor do I know how I got to that place. I have a faint memory of a big, black car, but the details of that day are lost to me now. As a child, you don’t really question those things, you just do as you’re told and what is expected of you. As a child, I never felt like I had a right to ask about what was going on around me.
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I couldn’t find her short
Film on SBS on demand, there are some on there but not this one.
I suggest the matter be litigated if for no other reason than to assist in her search for answers. Considerable work has been done on the removal of aboriginal children from their families during these decades. Legal support is certainly available. Why have these serious matters not been put before a court and a satisfactory outcome delivered?