my friend used to remind me, “do most things right and no one notices; do one thing wrong and everyone knows”
i gave myself a few months to try to be understanding of the idea of traditional owners of the land. i guess i’ll probably never fully know, hearing of all the cruelty their ancestors had gone through. perhaps it’s hard to understand how a single person can define an entire community. but, a single person is never just one person. ‘he’ lives with his wife. more importantly, ‘he’ lives with him children who learn ‘his’ behaviour. and while i get the idea of ‘giving way’ to them, i cant see how that is in any way helping them progress in society.
countless times ive seen individuals sitting on the busstop, waiting for a teenage smoker to walk by, to whom they all out rudely, “eh…. have a smoke?”. and on all these countless times, ive witnessed the smoker hand over his/her cig, or even take out a new cig. ive seen them ask strangers for money, and these strangers give them money. for food/for bus fare – i reckon most of that would end up for bottles of beer. now i never believe that giving money is of any use especially to ppl who are fully capable of work. to be fair, i wouldnt know if they’ve tried their best to get a job but never landed one. but, from the way i see it, even i wouldnt give them a job because i just dont believe i could ever be convinced by their work ethics, grooming and delusional beliefs that the world owes them a living just because they are the traditional owners of the land. well, good luck with that hallucination – cos the world is going to move on with or without you. so…….. while i feel sad hearing what their ancestors had to go through, in my (perhaps short-sighted) opinion, any self-respecting person would find some way to be respected by the other communities.
i live next to an amazingly vocal mother (non-indigenous). one so vocal the whole neighbourhood is petitioning to get rid of them. she scolds her kids over the slightest things. with swear words directed AT her kids. and in her drunken stupor, she has even marched onto our veranda and screamed at me. like, i dont really care for this woman and i wasnt at all affected by what transpired, but, i feel so bad for the kids. my landlord thinks that the kids WILL turn out like her. i choose to believe that there is still a way out for them. they just need to be shown that there is humanity in the world and that they CAN choose not to follow their mom’s footsteps.
indigenous or not, these impressions that ppl give marks the identity of the community they are from. education still largely lies as the essentially basic need of this community. many of them need to be educated on the etiquettes, grooming, public behaviour and the numerous possibilities in the world out there – if only they’d give themselves a chance and stop behaving like beggers or demanding shrews.
its hard not to be judgemental in these situations. i understand that we dont know their background, and perhaps its none of my business to dwell in these situations. maybe for some of them, this is their way of life. i just wouldnt want that kind of life, as do most others. i just hope all their kids turn out better.