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Change the Date by Angelina Maranesi

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Celebration of our Nation.
Australia Day.

Let’s choose a date.
Let’s have the debate
to choose a day not tarnished by invasion.
A day that isn’t tainted.
A day that’s not divisive.

Choose a day
to share our stories,
our heartaches and our glories.

Choose a day
to celebrate our culture.
Making peace our future.
Sharing traditions,
food, language, song and dance.
Let’s give everyone a chance.

Choose a day
to own our true history.
To wrap around our first people,
the ancestors of this land.
We need to make a stand
to acknowledge and celebrate
the oldest culture on earth.

Choose a day
for healing,
compassion
and acceptance.
Choose a day for all of us
to celebrate our nation.

A Nothing Day by Angelina Maranesi

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A stay at home day today.
A quiet, nothing day.
I build a multilevel carpark for my cars.
Baby sister knocks it down. Arggh…..
I jump high on my trampoline to peek next door.
A kookaburra laughs.
I laugh back.
Jump, laugh, jump, laugh.
I lay on my trampoline to rest,
and make pictures from the clouds.
Dinosaur, bird, dolphin, a funny face.
I hide from baby sister in the garden.
A lizard scoots past. I chase. It’s too fast.
The trees are squawking.
I count the birds in my backyard tree.
Eighteen!
I ride my scooter
and pretend I’m travelling far away to somewhere where the action is.
Away from my quiet, nothing day.
I try to teach Leo to fetch.
I throw, he barks, I fetch.
Leo doesn’t understand the rules of the game.
Dinner tonight is my favourite, Spaghetti and meatballs.
A bubble bath and a snuggle with baby sister before bed.
My quiet, nothing day was actually really something.

from the painting TIME TO GROW by Sharon Davson