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Fleur Beale
September 2016
Chaos
Mum! She threw herself into the fray, trying to break up the
fight. Dont hurt her. Dont hurt her.
Thats enough! she screamed. This isnt right.
I was crying and so scared. Women werent allowed to shout
at men. Women werent allowed to tell men what to do. But they
took notice of my mother. They stepped back from the stranger.
Some of them looked shocked and one or two of them seemed
ashamed of themselves. I let my hands drop from my throat. Mum
was so brave. Gloriavale women never set themselves against the
actions of any man. I prayed she wouldnt be punished.
The blond man jumped up on his car. I slapped my hands over
my ears. His voice was too loud and I couldnt shut it out. Ive
come to see my daughter! Youve been hiding her here without
my knowledge. Im her father and its my right to see her!
My aunt Lani came running, Bethany clinging to her. She
scooped me up and hurried us away, repeating over and over,
Dont worry. Its OK, youre safe, dont worry.
Lani wouldnt tell us who the man was. She said she didnt
know what he was talking abouthiding his wife and daughter!
What a thing to say.
Bethany and I looked at each other. It was plain Lani did know,
just like it was clear the leaders had ordered the adults not to talk
about the blond man or his accusations.
I learned later that he was my mothers brother Phil Cooper
and hed run away from Gloriavale before I was born. Not only
that, but hed abducted his children and snuck back a few weeks
later to kidnap his wife.
Gloriavale told us that Phil was a wicked sinner. Hed come
to Gloriavale that day determined to see his youngest daughter,
Phil was one of the sixteen children born to my grandparents
Neville and Gloria Cooper, with fifteen living to adulthood.
When I was growing up, seven of them were Gloriavale members
and I grew up surrounded by about 50 first cousins and many
more second cousins.
Grandad Neville had firm ideas about contraception. We in
Gloriavale dont murder our unborn children. We dont flush
our children down the toilet, he would say. You kids who are
number three or later, if your family lived on the outside, you
wouldnt have been born.
Contraception was murder and forbidden. Abortion wasnt
Genesis
side. The first thing to do was get across the nearby saltwater
Kauri Creek.
He dismantled the 25-gallon petrol tank from the aircraft,
tied it to his body with a piece of rope from the wreckage and
launched himself into the strong current. It was no good. He
couldnt make the crossing.
Plan B: The next day Gloria unravelled a blue jumper shed
been making and knitted it into a rope. They tied it to the piece
of real rope and Neville dived again into the swift current. This
time he had the rope around his waist, while the party on the
bank held the other end. He was three-quarters of the way
across when the rope broke. He kept swimming for his life and
eventually dragged his exhausted body up the opposite bank.
He found a fisherman who, unsurprisingly, could barely believe
the story this soaked, insane-looking man told him, but agreed to
return to the crash site and collect helpers on the way.
The rescuers declared the survival to be a Christmas Day
miracle. The area policeman, Constable Rackemann, said, It
was a miracle that anyone survived the crash. The aircraft was
literally ripped to shreds and scattered over an area 200 yards
[180 metres] across.
On Wednesday 29 December 1965, Brisbanes Telegraph News
Pictorial published a photo of the crash site under the headline:
The Miracle: Four Survived This Plane Crash.
Neville and his passengers attested that it was only God that
[had] delivered them from certain death.
Five months later Gloria gave birth to my mother and called
her Miracle in honour of the incredible survival.
A life in common
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that the leaders had told us to explain why Grandad had gone
to prison was correct.
I began to search deeper.
I learned that not all the church members were on board with this
new way of common living. Each radical change saw the culling
of those who wanted to retain independence from the church, in-
cluding some of my aunts and uncles. In the end, only those who,
like my parents, fully believed in Nevilles godliness remained.
Neville preached that people should wear modest clothing as
taught in the Bible. Clothes were not to be tight, closefitting or
revealing. They were to be simple and godly, not vain, costly or
startling in style. He defined modest as meaning women would
cover themselves in dresses to the ankle, wrist and neck. Men
would wear full-length trousers and shirts with long sleeves.
Jewellery and make-up were vain, ungodly and forbidden.
Christians, especially women, were to adorn themselves in
modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with
broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array. (1 Timothy 2:9)
Nobody wore a wedding ringNeville told us that the giving
and receiving of rings had been adopted from ancient pagan
rituals and that such practices would defile the Church of God.
He told us that a marriage bond was formed by two things: a man
and a womans vows to each other and the sexual act of cleaving
together as one flesh. After that, a husband and wife were mated
for life and only death could break the bond.
Christmas, Easter, birthdayswe didnt celebrate any of them
The Christian Church at Springbank outgrew the space available
at Cust. It was time for growth and they searched for a place with
more land to settle and farm. What a relief when they discovered
a remote dairy farm in Haupiri Valley, on the West Coast. The
valley held the promise of new adventures and opportunity.
They purchased the property and soon acquired another one
just across the Haupiri River. The second farm across the river
was called Glenhopeful.
The church buzzed with excitement. A new home!
The first lot of pioneers set course and trekked into the rugged
valley to explore their brand-new land. Haupiri Valley was
breathtaking, a picture of West Coast wildness that sprawled
for miles on end. The lake sparkled like polished glass and mist
steamed off the foothills into the Southern Alps. Icy rivers cut
down from the mountains through the forests and pastures. It
was the land of promise. Gods people were home.
The men travelled from Cust to build hostels for the faithful,
and in 1999 the first hostel was ready for occupation. Neville called
I dont have many early memories of my grandfather, but I do
remember driving to Christchurch to visit him in prison. The
clearest memory I have of that visit is of going to a dairy where
I was allowed to buy chocolatea total luxury for a Gloriavale
child.
I was about five and Id just learned to write. I sent Grandad
Neville simple letters telling him how much I missed him and
couldnt wait for him to return home. I didnt understand why
he wasnt with us. Why had the bad men taken him away and
locked him up?
It wasnt until I was older that I learned that Grandad Neville
had been jailed on three charges of indecent sexual assault
towards ex-Gloriavale members aged twelve to nineteen years
old at the time.
I had a difficult time coming to terms with the accusations
against my grandfather. Surely they couldnt be true? I realised a
part of me didnt want to face the hard truth of his wrongdoing
and I broke down when I understood the extent of it.
if children saw their parents having sex. Better they learn about
sex from their parents than from their peers, he reasoned. It was
the parents responsibility to properly prepare their children for
marriage. As part of the new regime, couples were encouraged to
be in the spa pool naked and have their children there with them.
He was still strict with unmarried people. Open talk about
sexuality among singles would only lead them to fornication,
but the whole change in attitude had taken a sharp detour from
complete suppression of sexual awareness to the absolute oppo-
site. It seemed the changes happened overnight and the sudden
turn shocked Nevilles children.
My own parents realised things were going too far and kept
out of it. When friends began telling them of things that had
happened, they were horrified. It was a dreadful situation for
them, because disagreeing with Neville always resulted in public
humiliation and being shouted at for hours in a Mens Meeting.
Theyd also become terrified they would go to hell for rebellious
thoughts against the man God had appointed as their church
leader.
The only consolation for my parents was being able to talk
confidentially to a brother and sister of my mothers who were
also in the community.
Neville was always lifted up as a man of God, and people
believed he could do no wrong. Any actions he took were justified
by good motivation. I was upset when I heard that he hadnt
apologised to the victims at court or acknowledged the error of
his actions.
Things came to crisis point for the outside family when his
second wife, Anna, died and Neville again remarried. They