I have met Aborigines younger than me who used to hide every time anyone official came round their camp for fear of being taken away.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There were a couple Aborigines in my primary school, but we never spoke to them. They kept to themselves, and we never really even locked eyes. They weren't acknowledged officially either.
I always showed myself in the face of day, asserting the liberty and independence of my country, while some others, like owls, courted concealment and were too much afraid of losing their roosts to leave them for such a cause.
I'm as old as I am, and I don't try to hide it. It's not a big deal.
It is intolerable that in our country citizens should feel so upset and under assault because of their religious choice that they would conclude that they have to hide.
My dad taught me from my youngest childhood memories through these connections with Aboriginal and tribal people that you must always protect people's sacred status, regardless of the past.
I don't like people who hide things.
I don't hide. I never have. I stay at home because I like to stay at home, and at home I work.
When I was 18 years old, in a more innocent time, my first backpacking trip through Europe, I sneaked into the Temple of Saturn in the Roman Forum after nightfall and spent several hours in there avoiding the guards patrolling.
We had not seen any natives for many days, but a few passed the camp on the opposite side of the river on the evening of the 25th. They would not, however, come to us; but fled into the interior in great apparent alarm.
I have nothing to hide, and I call upon those who are scared by the National Front to look up the National Front's manifesto. It's quite easy on the Internet.
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