{W-6-E}

The old man grabs a large bag while you unload an armful of boxes of various sizes, and the three of you head out of town.The old man explains that the Wanjina are the ancient ancestor beings of the Aboriginal Dreamtime.

“Wanjina created the world,” he says, “and are responsible for the weather, especially storms.”

After walking for some time, you see a collection of small houses and mobile homes amidst the arid scrubland. The voices of children laughing and playing carry on the wind, along with the occasional barking of a dog. As you approach, a group of small children with broad smiles on their faces come running toward you, calling out “Uncle Wally! Uncle Wally’s come back!”

“Are all of these people your relatives?” you ask.

“Something like that,” he responds with a grin.

You watch as he passes out boxes to every child he encounters. It seems like he should be running out of them soon, which is great since you are getting pretty tired.

“It is a long hike to the next camp,” Uncle Wally says. “You up for it?”

“What’s in the next camp, the Wanjina?” you ask.

“More children,” he replies. “I need to deliver all of these gifts.” He has a huge grin on his face as you look into his bag and see that it is still full. Meanwhile, Winston is fidgeting impatiently.

“I’ve flown over the caves that have those drawings you were talking about earlier,” Winston tells you. “I can get us there right now if you want.”

“I am happy to show you the way once I am done with my deliveries,” Uncle Wally says. “All you need to do is wait.”

You say:

“As long as it takes. Winston and I will happily and patiently help you.” {W-7-A}

“Thank you for helping us. My feet hurt and I think Winston can transport us there.” {W-7-B}