Caprice: A Stockman's Daughter
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Caprice - Doris Pilkington Garimara
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Caprice
a stockman’s daughter
Nugi Garimara is Doris Pilkington’s Aboriginal name. She was born on Balfour Downs Station in the East Pilbara. As a toddler she was removed by authorities from her home at the station, along with her mother Molly Craig and baby sister Anna, and committed to Moore River Native Settlement. This was the same institution Molly had escaped from ten years previously, the account of which is told in Follow the Rabbit-Proof Fence.
At eighteen, Doris left the mission system as the first of its members to qualify for the Royal Perth Hospital’s nursing aide training program. Following marriage and a family, she studied journalism and worked in film/video production. Caprice: A Stockman’s Daughter, originally published in 1991, is her first book and won the 1990 David Unaipon National Award. Follow the Rabbit-Proof Fence was first published in 1996, and was released internationally in 2002 as the film ‘Rabbit-Proof Fence,’ directed by Phillip Noyce. Doris’s own story is told in Under the Wintamarra Tree (UQP, 2002). In 2002 she was appointed Co-Patron of State and Federal Sorry Day Committees’ Journey of Healing.
Comments on Caprice:
This is a very beautifully written novel. The story begins dramatically and holds reader interests throughout, carried forward by an intelligent and questioning narrative voice.
Oodgeroo, Jack Davis and Mudrooroo
Judges of the 1990 David Unaipon Award
So realistically and simply written that I have to keep reminding myself that it is fiction.
Susan Perry, Ballarat Courier
"There is much that is very painful in the reading of Caprice. Yet there is also a tremendous sense of hope and love underlying it all."
Rod Moran, National Library of Australia News
I was hooked into the story ... I’m already eagerly awaiting her next novel.
Phillip Everett, Radio 5UV
In the life of an Aboriginal woman, no one is more important than her mother when she is young, her daughters when she is old.
Annette Hamilton
Women’s Role in Aboriginal Society
Thanks to my children for their love and support and to Edward for his love, friendship and devotion.
Book 1
Lucy Muldune 1904-1965
Looking For Lucy
The first flush of dawn was appearing in the eastern sky as I entered the cemetery gates. It was heralded by a chorus of birds chirping and twittering as they darted in and out of the grey green spindly mulga trees and clumps of acacia bushes and spinifex grass, pausing only to feed on unsuspecting insects and spiders.
It felt strange and quiet walking alone through a graveyard at dawn. The only other sounds to be heard at that hour in the morning were the crunch crunching of my sandalled feet on the gravelled road and the buzzing of the scores of bush flies that seemed to appear from nowhere and attach themselves on to any warm blooded living thing that moved from daylight to dusk.
As I approached the graves of my grandparents, Lucy and Mad
Mick Muldune, daybreak was creeping stealthily across the dry red rugged land, the pinkish golden hues of sunrise forecasting yet another scorching day. As I bent down to place the bouquets of red, white and pink carnations on their graves, I tried to imagine what they were like and wondered how an Irishman, a bogside lad born a few miles north of the County of Derry, met and married a fullblooded Mandjildjara speaking Aboriginal girl from the remote desert region along the Canning Stock Route in Western Australia. And why did Michael Patrick Joseph Muldune leave the lush green meadows of Ireland to travel thousands of kilometres across the other side of the world to settle in Kingsley, which must be without a doubt the most arid and certainly the most remote gold mining town in Western Australia. The landscape and the environment contrasted so vastly that it could have been located on another planet.
It didn’t matter how deeply I pondered, it was impossible to imagine or even conjure up images and draw sketches of a couple I knew only by name.
That will all change by this evening when I hope to have a full mental picture of them and how they lived. Their headstones are the only tangible evidence I have of their existence. So you see my visit to the graveyard is not a whimsical gesture of a lost soul, nor is it the action of an impulsive insomniac. It is rather a ritualistic performance in a sense, a celebration of a new day; a new beginning. It makes sense to me somehow that my grandparents’ final resting place should be the appropriate location to resume my search to establish my true identity. Because their history is my heritage.
My earlier attempts to trace my roots failed dismally simply because I lacked the knowledge and understanding of Aboriginal culture and traditional Law
. My first mistake was that, being a European-oriented Aborigine, I used the most common approach and from a non-Aboriginal point of view. Naturally, I failed to achieve satisfactory results. Nevertheless, I persisted questioning, but the answers were unchanged. Your Nanna finished (died) ’long time, your Pop too.
Or Your Pop good Wudgebella (white man) not like some. He look after your Nanna prop’ly. Not use ’em and chuck ’em ’way.
In my ignorance and naivety I expected answers immediately. I expected and assumed that my family would disclose any information and recall any anecdotes and incidents, and be happy to share them with me. I was totally mistaken. Being a family member did not entitle me to any special considerations or privileges.
When I arrived at the Jigalong Aboriginal Community where my grandmother’s family came from, approximately 150 kilometres north of Kingsley, I wanted to