One of the earliest times I can remember in life at about four years was that we were low on the money tree that is we were poor. I remember mum telling me that there was gold at the end of a rainbow and she described the riches there. The next day there was a rainbow over a swamp and I decided to go and get all that gold I waded into the swamp in mud up to my neck to get the gold and was in that swamp for about three hours and the end of the rainbow kept moving and in the end I had to give up on the conquest. There was I in this swamp as the light was fading covered in leaches cold and tired. I found my way home and got a belting for going swimming alone. Some times life can be harder than expected don't expect thanks for anything as you do because you wont get it. I felt more at home with animals than people and I used to go into a dry creek bed and played with baby brown snakes until my father saw me and he killed all those little friends I had. I went on to befriend a wild bull that came out of the bush to the house to make friends with the cows, my dad once caught me out in the paddock sleeping on the bull and the bull didn't move when my father came to get me . It was about then that I realised I had a gift with wild animals. My uncle Tiny was a bushman and was trainer as a black tracker by the local aborigines, and he used to teach me the ways of the blacks and of the bush I have never forgotten those things and those fantastic times. Only just recently he told me that I was part aboriginal and how it happened I was left in a quandary as to who I was and I went searching for answers. I went and saw an aboriginal woman who was full blood and she gave me this advise. "You are who you are". How simple is that! For all those people who have some sort of dilemma about who you are this is the answer. I will repeat it again . "You are who you are". cheers Stewart
