Authors: Sally Morgan
Mum would want me to help
Little kids find trouble easy
Little kids get lost easy
I nod
Janey smiles
You got tough feet?
She drops to the ground
Grabs my bare foot
I nearly fall over
Yeah, your feet are tough
No stone bruises for you
Come on!
The bush nearby smells damp
fresh
alive
Birds swoop
call out
make nests
sing
Other kids yell
Hey Janey, over here!
Janey dodges them
Gotta find Tim
Make sure he's okay
We walk deeper into the bush
lots of trees
lots of bushes
lots of hiding places
It's good to be outside
Good to be away from school
Good to stretch my legs
Janey babbles
Guess what Tim did once, Annie?
Picked up a baby snake!
Thought it was a stick
Guess what else?
Climbed a tree
Fell down
broke his leg!
I said
Why were you so high?
He said
I was bein' a mudlark!
Tim's game for anythin'
that's why I have to find him
Big sisters look after little brothers, huh?
Tim isn't lost
and he hasn't found trouble
He is crouched behind a bush
watching birds
He looks like Janey
Same sun-bright hair
same fair skin
Does Tim talk a lot too?
You can tell we brother and sister
Only Tim's got more freckles
Janey presses fingers to her cheeks
See, I got the same spots!
Tim whispers
Ssh Janey
I'm watchin' a mudlark!
My little sister likes
to watch the animals
In the early morning
I take little sister to the creek
We lie on a flat rock
Watch kangaroos drink early
Big sisters look after little sisters
Janey pats my arm
Aw â you sad, Annie?
I didn't want to cry
but I am
You cryin' for your mummy and daddy?
Your brothers and sisters?
Your aunties and uncles?
Your cousins?
Your grannies?
Tim hisses
Be quiet you girls!
Janey says
You got a little brother, Annie?
I shake my head
You got a baby sister?
I nod
You missin' her bad, huh?
I cried when I came here
They sent my cousins someplace else
Thought I was alone
till I saw Tim
Knew he was my lost brother
just knew it!
Tim was a sick baby
Mum took him to the hospital
went back to get him
He was gone!
Where is he?
Mum kept cryin'
Where's my boy?
She was still cryin' for Tim
when they grabbed me
Reckon she's cryin'
for both of us now
Tim scowls at Janey
Shifts further away
Tim was a fat baby
bein' sick shrunk him
He looks like a little fella
but he's only two years younger
Janey pokes out her tongue at Tim
Hey, you lucky to have me
watchin' out for you!
Tim pulls a face
New kids come every month, Annie
Your little sister might come
or your cousins
Then you won't be lonely
I don't want little sister to come here
I want Mum to come
and take me home
The mudlark
Tim was watching
flaps its wings
and takes to the air
Tim leaps up
Look what ya done, Janey
with all your talkin'
Sorry, Tim
but Annie's cryin' for her family
Can't ya see?
Tim is mad at Janey
but he looks sorry for me
Maybe school made her cry
That why you cryin', Annie?
I shake my head
The good teacher left
She talked nice
smelled nice
and she didn't shame kids
but now we stuck with Knife-face
she always
tap, tap, tapping and
whack, whack, whacking
with her ruler
'cept when Janey stole it â¦
That's a secret, Tim!
Anyway, that's not why Annie's cryin'
Tim shrugs
Janey buried Teacher's ruler
She won't find it!
Janey sighs
Don't matter
she got a new one already!
Badder one
says Tim
If she hits real hard
the edge cuts
Janey grabs my arm
Listen, Annie
Tim and me have a trick
Sometimes we laugh
when we're sad
Haa â haa â haa!
laugh Janey and Tim
I don't smile
but my tears stop
Tim grabs a small stone
from the ground
looks at it closely
Yep, it's a good one
He pushes the stone
into my hand
It's a laughing stone, Annie
If ya feel sad
squeeze the stone
and laugh
Only don't laugh in school!
I was havin' a sad day
Pulled out me stone
laughed
Teacher said
Are you laughing at me, Timothy?
Are you a rude, stupid boy?
Whacked me hard!
Me and Tim
got a crying tree, too
Janey grabs my arm
Come on
I'll show you
Don't come back
Tim tells us
You scare the birds
Look, Annie
magpies!
They swoop
if their nests got babies
Janey halts
Hey â there's a kookaburra!
I love their laugh
Haa â haa â haa â haa!
she sings out loudly
Haa â haa â haa!
Kookaburras make me happy!
Janey picks up a stick
makes marks in the sand
A snake track
She hands me the stick
Your turn, Annie
I make marks in the sand
Janey looks at them
Bet that's a goanna!
I nod
Come on
I'll show you more things
See those birds?
Honeyeaters
They hang upside down
to get sweetness from the blossoms
Maybe we'll see a bobtail goanna
They got blue tongues
Their babies are born alive
You know that?
Watch out for redback spiders
swingin' from their webs!
Red spot on their back
means stay away!
Give you a bad bite
make you real sick
Could kill a baby
Careful where you walkin'
Plenty of snakes here
Dugites grow long as a man
if you stretch 'em out
Tiger snakes in the marsh
got stripes
Tigers are short and fat
I reckon they meaner than dugites
Once
I dropped
down from a tree
landed on a snake
Lucky it was dead!
Dugites and tigers can kill you
This time of the year
they full of poison!
Does Janey ever stop talking?
Janey stoops down
picks up bendy twigs
Wanna surprise, Annie?
She finds a sunlit patch
Sits down
I run my fingers through the sand
dirt is dark
bush is thick
air is cold
No melting heat here
no days so hot
you can taste the dust
This place is not like home
I could get lost here
Janey's fingers work fast
She twists the twigs
into a little person with arms
and legs and everything
Janey holds it up
See, Annie
a stick doll
I've seen a real doll
Visitors came to the station
with a girl who carried a doll
She carried it
like I used to carry little sister
when she was a new baby
Doll had clothes and shoes
and staring eyes
Janey's bush doll has no eyes
but she feels smiley
My fingers stroke
the doll's twiggy face
Put her in your pocket, Annie
Pretend she's your little sister
Ridin' like a joey
in her mummy's pouch
You wanna see the cryin' tree now?