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I’m glad to be Australian, and I cherish my deep roots in this amazing continent. On my father’s side of my family I can find convict ancestors, brought to the penal colony for attempting highway robbery and for stealing a piece of ribbon from an employer. My mother – born out of wedlock to a woman who couldn't keep her and to a father whose identity we don’t know - was adopted by a big-hearted Salvation Army woman descended from English stock and her part-Aboriginal husband. He was a gentle giant of a man whose indigenous…