While the men hunted, the children among women remained, so that they do not verscheuchten the animals during hunting. Also the watercourses donated plenty of food: yellow-belly fish, Zackenund other perch and eels. My mother used leaves from trees, to make SOAP, which she washed us. To our chagrin we could under no pretext before the bogey dru children? press. I remember that monitor fat fu? r cuts, scratches and pain relieving ointment has been used. Eucalyptus leaves they took cough, the bark of some trees rash and of16 concerned wounds.
Witchetty Caterpillar helped the teething babies, and with charcoal, we cleaned our teeth. There were breathtaking cliffs and rocks, riddled by caves, where they often drawings my people found, including engravings. Most of the caves and cliffs were outlines of hands, arms and tools; Fertility symbols and the Python is also indicate on the spiritual meaning of the ancient village. It has given my people and its artistry long before the white man came. The caves were ku summer? hl and warm in the winter, they sheltered from storm and rain.
They were a safe haven where women new life brought to the world. Like my mother, whose mother and all Mu? sheets of all generations previously also I in protecting such a cave was born. My mother often told how my grandmother washed her newborn grandson in a nearby stream and they are back in the cool Iman to my mother? cktrug, so that they could drink at their weary breast. We lived in Humpys or Gunyahs, of the men of branches, bark and leaves. Eucalyptus resin holding them together. We slept in the Gunyahs, where we children us crumbs to the warm place at Mama, the actually the Ju? fears was reserved. This peaceful Valley, which has fed my people since time immemorial, built more Gunyahs as necessary.