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dc.contributor.authorFisher, Jeremyen
dc.date.accessioned2010-11-08T09:54:00Z-
dc.date.issued2010-
dc.identifier.citationM/C Journal, v.13 (5)en
dc.identifier.issn1441-2616en
dc.identifier.urihttps://hdl.handle.net/1959.11/6843-
dc.description.abstractMy father killed the boar when he was 16. He'd dreamed of killing the boar for some time. My father's brother had killed a boar when he was only fifteen. My father's brother was five years older than him. Like most big brothers, he treated his little brother with intolerant contempt. He'd been saying for months that my father would never kill a boar. He was too weak. He was a girl. He was useless. And, just the day before, he told him he was so worthless he better finish the fence on the bottom paddock before dusk or he could expect a kicking. The family farm was gradually being cleared from the bush and the fencing slow and arduous. My father finished the fence. My father was very good with his hands and in truth a much better fencer than his brother, which didn’t help matters between them. That night my father didn't go to sleep in the room he shared with his brother. Instead he went out into the bush past the bottom paddock, where the boars roamed, his rifle strapped over his shoulder and a knife in his ankle scabbard. The cleared ground was rough and uneven, a broken landscape created by the eruptions and outpourings of the volcanoes Ruapehu, Ngauruhoe and Tongariro. In the bush, the terrain was even rougher, jagged rises and deep gullies, all ripe with the verdant vegetation flourishing on the rich volcanic soil. My father found himself a niche in a cliff on the edge of the bush above a small clearing near the creek. He huddled there in his woollen coat and dungarees and waited. He'd brought the dogs with him and they drove the boar out of the bush and into the clearing among the tree ferns just before dawn. By then my father was hunched on a rock, out of the way.en
dc.languageenen
dc.publisherQueensland University of Technology, Creative Industries Facultyen
dc.relation.ispartofM/C Journalen
dc.titleTusken
dc.typeJournal Articleen
dc.subject.keywordsNew Zealand Literature (excl Maori Literature)en
dc.subject.keywordsMulticultural, Intercultural and Cross-cultural Studiesen
local.contributor.firstnameJeremyen
local.subject.for2008200505 New Zealand Literature (excl Maori Literature)en
local.subject.for2008200209 Multicultural, Intercultural and Cross-cultural Studiesen
local.subject.seo2008950104 The Creative Arts (incl. Graphics and Craft)en
local.subject.seo2008950201 Communication Across Languages and Cultureen
local.profile.schoolSchool of Humanities, Arts and Social Sciencesen
local.profile.emailjfishe23@une.edu.auen
local.output.categoryC1en
local.record.placeauen
local.record.institutionUniversity of New Englanden
local.identifier.epublicationsrecordune-20101101-110435en
local.publisher.placeAustraliaen
local.peerreviewedYesen
local.identifier.volume13en
local.identifier.issue5en
local.contributor.lastnameFisheren
dc.identifier.staffune-id:jfishe23en
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local.identifier.unepublicationidune:7004en
dc.identifier.academiclevelAcademicen
local.title.maintitleTusken
local.output.categorydescriptionC1 Refereed Article in a Scholarly Journalen
local.relation.urlhttp://journal.media-culture.org.au/index.php/mcjournal/article/viewArticle/279en
local.search.authorFisher, Jeremyen
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local.year.published2010en
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