As my genealogist husband Allan uncovered another piece of his family’s history, I struggled to match his enthusiasm.
‘You should research your ancestry. It’s fascinating,’ he encouraged.
As a proud Bundjalung woman, I’d always been curious about my heritage. But I assumed that records on my Aboriginal ancestors would be few and far between.
When I was at school, Aboriginal peoples were usually depicted as savages with spears.
Working as a primary school teacher, I’d educate students about Mabo and the Stolen Generations, but there was a shadow of mystery when it came to
