He ain’t heavy, he’s a brother from Papua


Papua Story

A very touchy story from Jakarta Post

This is a must for all Papuan to read it. This an objective writing from personal experience that the government in Jakarta and Papua should read also. We are ordinary people are torn apart only for nothing but power struggle.

Wed, 01/14/2009 3:42 PM | Opinion

A long time ago in the late 1930s, when my mother was about nine years old, she suddenly acquired a younger brother called Martin.

Or should I say uncle? Martin was the adoptive son of Anah, my mum’s grandaunt who was married to Mandias, a jolly, warm and kind Adventist minister. Opa (grandpa) Mandias, as my mum called him, was half-Manadonese, half-Dutch, short and pale-skinned, while Nini (grandma) Anah was tall and dark, so they were a pretty oddball couple.

Though technically her uncle, Martin was about four years younger than she, a hyperactive and naughty little…

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