Land, sea and sky

Zulai Wan, the Coming of the Light

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  • Published 20241105
  • ISBN: 978-1-923213-01-2
  • Extent: 196 pp
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YOU CAN ONLY imagine what it would have been like. On 1 July 1871, the warrior chief Dabad and his men stood and watched the lugger Surprise as it slowly headed towards the island of Erub in the Torres Strait.

Some of those on board alighted to a smaller boat to come to shore. Dabad and his men cautiously approached them as they landed on Kemus Beach. 

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Samantha Faulkner

Samantha Faulkner is a Torres Strait Islander and Aboriginal woman living on Ngunnawal Country. She is the editor of Growing Up Torres Strait Islander...

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