Gawler Personal Narrative

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The promises of a fresh start and new life where riches are obtained, immigrating to Australia to join the gold rush almost felt like a dream to Adeline. If she thought the three month voyage was crowded and confined , on the ship from England, nothing could prepare her for what awaited her in her new life. The horseback ride into Gawler, was an eye-opener for the family as the intense heat, endless flies and stinging dust were not a part of this dream. Adeline and her son young son Noah, dismounted and thanked the horseman as they arrive at their new home. They walked hand in hand, as the red soil crunched and crackled beneath their feet, as she reunited with her husband. The family approached a small shack that resembled more of a shed, than …show more content…

She had left Noah at home, she arrived at the mine site, sweat dripping from her face. No one was around, the site was quiet…more than usual. She tied the horse up to the gum tree, and noticed a thick grey cloud of smoke form in the sky. Her speed picked up, and crouched under the gate and saw what looked like a battle field. At this moment she didn’t care about the policy, she began to run through the site seeing gravel, debris and bodies piled on top of each other. The black ashes were scattered for as far as the eye could see. Adeline ran towards the underground entrance and discovered it had been caved in, with rocks and equipment thrown on top of it. Her lips …show more content…

Adeline was back in the kitchen, with a fresh batch of raisin and oat biscuits. It was the anniversary of the explosion at the mine, where hundreds laid trapped under tonnes of debris and somewhat gold. This was the first time making Owen’s favourite snack since the accident. The house just wasn’t the same. Going to sleep every night knowing someone isn’t there with you. Living in the bush is dangerous and remote, Adeline can’t protect herself let alone her own child. She called her horse and draped the cloth over its hairy back. “Noah, I’m going into town…please, please don’t leave this house” she asked anxiously. He leaned against the unstable beam of the run down shack, still in his pyjamas. “I promise

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