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Crafting of an Australian Citizenship Quilt NSW Contributions

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White, Carole<br />

Saratoga <strong>NSW</strong><br />

“On the 20 th May 1943 I was born at my mother’s<br />

parents’ home in London in the front room during <strong>an</strong> air<br />

raid. The family had pushed the pi<strong>an</strong>o in front <strong>of</strong> my<br />

mother while she was in labour so if the bombs<br />

shattered the front windows, the glass would not fall on<br />

her. Thus the family saying, ‘Carole was born behind<br />

the pi<strong>an</strong>o’.<br />

ID074<br />

The artist on the voyage from Engl<strong>an</strong>d to<br />

Australia aboard the Moolt<strong>an</strong> in 1949 with<br />

her parents <strong>an</strong>d baby brother.<br />

Becoming <strong>an</strong> Australi<strong>an</strong> citizens on<br />

27 May 1988 at Blacktown Civic Hall, <strong>NSW</strong><br />

“My journey towards Australi<strong>an</strong> citizenship started when<br />

my father was stationed in Australia; serving in the<br />

British Navy during the war … He fell in love with the<br />

environment <strong>an</strong>d the people. When the war was over<br />

he returned to Engl<strong>an</strong>d <strong>an</strong>d tried to persuade my<br />

mother to start a new life in Australia. When my brother<br />

was born six weeks premature, doctors advised that<br />

this would be a good move to help the tiny baby to<br />

thrive, so in May 1949 my parents, younger brother <strong>an</strong>d<br />

myself migrated to Australia. My mother came from a<br />

large extended family, being one <strong>of</strong> 12 children. On the<br />

trip over she became very sea sick, <strong>an</strong>d for m<strong>an</strong>y years<br />

suffered severe homesickness, missing her family very<br />

much. As for myself, being so young (I turned six on<br />

the ship going through the Suez C<strong>an</strong>al) I had no<br />

memory <strong>of</strong> Engl<strong>an</strong>d at all. So as I grew <strong>an</strong>d developed<br />

over the years I accepted Australia as my homel<strong>an</strong>d.<br />

“My parents had a third child in Australia – a boy. He<br />

always reminded us that he was the only true Ozzie in<br />

the family. Over the years I addressed the subject <strong>of</strong><br />

becoming a naturalised Australi<strong>an</strong> m<strong>an</strong>y times, but my<br />

parents became so upset <strong>an</strong>d claimed I was ashamed<br />

<strong>of</strong> my English heritage, so I would let the matter go in<br />

respect for them. Then in 1988, the Bicentenary, at the<br />

age <strong>of</strong> 45 I decided it was time. I explained to my<br />

parents, that when you bring young children to <strong>an</strong>other<br />

country to live, you have to accept that is going to be<br />

their home. So I became a naturalised Australi<strong>an</strong>. I<br />

love this wonderful country <strong>an</strong>d I am very proud to be<br />

<strong>an</strong> Australi<strong>an</strong> citizen. When my mother passed away, I<br />

kept my promise to her <strong>an</strong>d took her ashes back to<br />

Engl<strong>an</strong>d to be placed in her mother’s grave. It was<br />

great to meet my extended family at last, <strong>an</strong>d to see<br />

Engl<strong>an</strong>d <strong>an</strong>d all its history but to use Peter Allen’s<br />

words, ‘I still call Australia Home’.”

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