Meet the Abo

With the Local

I miss every single moment when I was in Aussie. This was taken at the Darling Harbour where the centre of tourist attraction, close to both Harbour Bridge and The Sydney Opera House. And here I am with one of Australia's local abroginal. How do you feel looking at it? Put yourself in their shoes. My judgement here maybe purely on my observation, without any background knowledge. So I might be wrong. Looking at them I feel sad. I dont know. But I feel like they have been used by some people to gain profit for their own sake. Standing there, in a group of four; they paint themself with white and wear nothing as in they are in Malaysia. It is windy and on top of that, it is in the middle of winter. Aren't they feel cold? Maybe they're used to it, maybe. Then they sit and play some local instrument. I forgot what it is called, maybe Didgeridoo. It is a very long instrument made by wod and produce a unique sound when people blow it up. Then if anyone are interested for photos, they are more than welcome to do so. Just like us. BUT playing only is OK, so I think; but I dont know why there are a white man standing there, keep starring while selling their(abroginal) album. And he is the one who is holding the money. Feel like the so called manager is taking adavantage upon his abroginal 'friend'. Maybe I am wrong, but that is how I see it. Being use by other, for their own sake. For MONEY. Or maybe I am making a wrong judgement. Maybe they need someone to manage them in order to get some attraction from the foreigner. Maybe he is the one who are able to make them confident to bring them forward and be proud of the culture thy heritage from their ancestors. But still, MAYBE. The answer I have still not dominant enough to erase my perception of being exploited.