Memoir Archives

A THIRD-GENERATION Asia-born waiguoren – foreigner – I lived until I was eight in Peking, and remember my father...

THEY DON'T HAVE siestas in the Galiwin'ku community on Elcho Island, in Arnhem Land on the Arafura Sea, but...

By Ramona Koval

I AM STANDING on the train platform, twelve years old. Too old for dolls and dress-ups, too young for...

By Elena Williams

AS SOON AS I achieved my escape from the groves of academia nuts, I moved to the land of...

By Michael Wilding

THE NUMBERS ROSE slowly, like a cricket innings, and the commentators droned. There was little new information and the...

By Tom Bamforth

'I went off with my hands in my torn coat pockets. My overcoat too was becoming ideal. I travelled...

By Lee Kofman

SISTER CLARA FORD comes at me with eyes deep as sonnets, the whites of them bright as her dress...

By David Francis

I KNOW THREE stories about the Moriori, a long-ago people who survived, in tatters, a determined attempt to eradicate...

By Sydney Smith

I'M MEANT TO be writing a book about murder, a particular murder. It took place five years ago in...

By Virginia Peters

THEY WERE THERE for months, small shapes embedded in the mud at first, and then, as the mud was...

By Ashley Hay

'Nowhere have I felt as safe as in this wilderness.'– Melech RavitchTHE WORLD HAS become a blur, borders losing...

By Leah Kaminsky

AS I WALKED through the school gate, its posts stencilled with turtles and goannas, towards the classroom where I...

By Hayley Katzen