I was born Yankunytjatjara my mother is Yankunytjatjara her mother was Yankunytjatjara my family is Yankunytjatjara
I have learnt many things from my family elders I have frown to recognise that life travels in circles my aboriginal culture has taught me that universal life is circular
When I was born I was not allowed to live with my family I grew up in the white mans world
We lived in a square house we picked fruit and vegetables from a neatly fenced square plot we kept animals in square paddocks we sat on square chairs and ate at a square table I slept in a square bed I looked at myself in a square mirror and did not know who I was
One day I met my mother I began to travel I visited places that I had been before but this time I sat down with family
We gathered closely together by big round campfires we ate bush tucker feasting on round ants and berries we ate the meat of animals that lived in round burrows we slept in circles around our fires we sat on the dirt on our land that belongs to a big round planet we watched the moon grow to a magnificent yellow circle
I have learnt two different ways I am thankful for this it is part of my life circle
My heart is round like a drum ready to echo the music of my family but the square within me remains the square hole stops me in my entirety
