<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;">Yes, Dear Jeanette —<div><br></div><div>George Winnegudge (sp?) and Silas Roberts were the two elders who were part of the Australian contingent at that wonderful first ITI. They introduced our Order to the mysterious, lugubrious tone of the didgeridoo. The words to this song embodied what we taught in words and concepts through RSI. George and Silas were participants in our daily pedagogy sessions (at noon over lunch if I recall correctly). Although they were very quiet men, they missed nothing that was being said, and under JWMs “wisdom-eliciting tutelage,” articulated the power of the Story of radical possibility through music and poetry.</div><div><br></div><div>It’s amazing that such an art form continues to inform our consciousness 54 years later!</div><div><br></div><div>Marilyn Crocker <br><div><br><blockquote type="cite"><div>On Sep 21, 2023, at 10:07 PM, jstanfieldica via Dialogue <dialogue@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"><div dir="auto"><div dir="auto">Joseph Mathews worked with the Aboriginal elders from Australia at the Singapore ITI in 1969 to create this song. These elders were a powerful mostly silent presence throughout the first two weeks of the ITI. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Work on the song with these elders was a very significant event at the ITI in which a new story for Aboriginal people in Australia for the future was being articulated. Joseph was so delighted working with the elders edit after edit to get the story just right. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I know because I was re-typing draft after draft (no computers about) and</div><div dir="auto">Joe was dancing around back and forth between the elders and the office.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">A fond memory of that time.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Jeanette Stanfield</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div id="composer_signature" dir="auto"><div style="font-size:12px;color:#575757" dir="auto">Sent from my Bell Samsung device over Canada's largest network.</div></div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div><br></div><div align="left" dir="auto" style="font-size: 100%;"><div>-------- Original message --------</div><div>From: Michael Shaw via Dialogue <dialogue@lists.wedgeblade.net> </div><div>Date: 2023-09-21 4:34 p.m. (GMT-05:00) </div><div>To: 'Colleague Dialogue' <dialogue@lists.wedgeblade.net> </div><div>Cc: d.michael.shaw@comcast.net </div><div>Subject: [Dialogue] Run into the future, run! </div><div><br></div></div><div class="WordSection1"><p class="MsoNormal">This song (copied below) has been running through my mind for several days. The catchy tune makes it a kind of earwig. I’m wondering if anybody knows the backstory on the words, the tune, and most importantly, the context in which it was created. </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span id="cid:com_samsung_android_email_attachmentprovider_1_17837_RAW_1695346495086"><image001.png></span></p><div> <br class="webkit-block-placeholder"></div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color:#2E74B5;mso-ligatures:none">Peace, </span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color:#2E74B5;mso-ligatures:none">Michael Shaw</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color:#15CF53;mso-ligatures:none">206.852.7993</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color:#C45911;mso-ligatures:none">040414</span></b></p><div> <br class="webkit-block-placeholder"></div></div></div>_______________________________________________<br>Dialogue mailing list<br>Dialogue@lists.wedgeblade.net<br>http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/dialogue-wedgeblade.net<br></div></blockquote></div><br></div></body></html>