Quote by Malcolm Turnbull

To the former child migrants, who came to Australia from a home far away, led to believe this land would be a new beginning, when only to find it was not a beginning, but an end, an end of innocence - we apologise and we are sorry. To the mothers who lost the maternal right to love and care for their child - we apologise, and we are sorry.

To the former child migrants, who came to Australia from a h

Summary

This quote is an acknowledgment and apology for the mistreatment and betrayal experienced by former child migrants who were brought to Australia with the promise of a fresh start. Instead of finding a new beginning, they found their innocence stolen and their dreams shattered. The quote also extends apologies to the mothers who were deprived of their maternal rights and the ability to love and care for their own children. It highlights the deep regret and remorse for the pain and suffering caused to these individuals, offering recognition and remorse for their experiences.

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