Call to Action

By Harry, Year 5

When I was 20 years old, I could hear wind calling out my name. I was in my room. Then I went outside and I spotted the emu in the night sky. Then I went to lay down on the grass. Then I saw my aunty that passed away. I felt affectionate. After that I reached out to her, and after she turned into a soft wind that I could feel calmly blowing through me. I learnt Aboriginal dancing like the wind, although she was the best dancer in the nation. She would become an emu, prancing, strutting and scampering. Then I was dancing with her in the wind. It felt sad that she passed away but it felt happy because I reconnected with her, dancing together like two emus, the mother emu and the son emu.

After that, every night the wind would call out to me and I would be glad to meet her and dance with her every night looking up at the emu in the night sky, so bright like the sun. As the warm wind blew around us on the lime green grass, she was telling me that she had to leave to visit her other family but she was with me.

A few months later, I went outside to check for the emu in the night sky and I looked up and I saw a bright emu in the sky. Then I spotted my aunty that went down the Country and I gave her a hug then my mum called out for dinner.

Then my mum came out and she cried because she hadn’t seen my aunty since 3 years old and she kept coming. Thank you.

Call to Action by Harry was written as a part of Oz Odyssey. In this workshop series, students imagined a call to action from a natural element and an odyssey across the continent, exploring different First Nations Language Groups. Over eight workshops, students learn about Country and Language and were given the opportunity to apply this knowledge to their writing.