Part A:
Yagan was an Indigenous Australian warrior of the Noongar people. He belonged to a tribe of around 60 people who supposedly went by the title of Beeliar. He was the son of Midgigoroo who was the chief of his tribe. It is said that he was born at around 1795 and died July 1833. His people were what would be called south of Perth now in Western Australia bounded by the swan and canning rivers. Yagan was described as taller than the average man and of an impressive physic. He had a distinctive tribal tattoo on his right shoulder identifying him as “a man of high degree in tribal law”. He was usually acknowledged as being the most physically powerful of his tribe making him a born leader by example. Yagan would’ve been around 35 …show more content…
As time went encounters between the two cultures became more frequent. The settlers wrongly thought that the Noongar people were wanderers who had no claim to the land in which they roved. Colonists started fencing off certain areas of land in order to graze and farm. As this continued more and more land started to be fenced off. This was beginning to annoy the Noongar people as it was increasingly denying access to their traditional hunting grounds and sacred sights. By 1832 Yagan’s people were incapable of approaching the Swan or Canning rivers without danger because of the settler’s land grants lining the banks. Needing their food, the Noongar people raided the newly disliked settler’s crops and also killed their cattle. Whilst doing this they also established a liking for the settlers’ supplies and began to take their flour and other food causing a serious problem for the colony. This was the first of many other cases of theft committed by the Noongar people. On the night of the 29th of April 1833 once again the Noongar people broke into this time a Fremantle store to steal flour. The caretaker shot at them and Yagan’s brother was badly injured and died in jail a few days after. This enraged Yagan making …show more content…
I think I can spot them and they are right above my head. I love coming out here alone at night just to gather my thoughts and have some peaceful time to me self. I can feel the breeze through my hair and beard as I rustle my feet in the long grass. Although the past few weeks have been rough I know that my father would only be telling me to get up and fight and to never let anything bring me down. That was how he lived his life and how he led the tribe. He always led by example. He was a king, and that is exactly how I am going to do it as well. Nothing and nobody can get in my way especially no white boy settlers. Because my name is Yagan and I am the head chief of the Beelgar Tribe and of the Noongar