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The exiled child
There have been many times in my life when people have come to negative conclusions about me, and many terms applied: juvenile delinquent, alcoholic, drug addict, drama queen, borderline personality disorder, self-destructive, hysteric, depressive, neurotic, phobic and hypochondriac. But I've discovered a new one, and according to the literature it may be at the heart of all the others: chronic trauma survivor.
Trying to find the sunny side of life
Selected for The Best Australian Political Writing 2008WHEN THE HISTORICAL datelines are being drawn up, the year 2005 may...
Turning the map upside down
IF WE TURN the map upside down and start Australian history where its documentation properly begins – in the...
Destination: Adelaide
IN THE DAYS when seatbelts were optional and parents smoked in the car without a second thought, Adelaide was...
Chains of connection
ACROSS NORTHERN AND and central Australia there are special places recognised as sacred sites with varying degrees of restriction...
Cracks in the veneer
FEDELE FRANZONI IS on the edge. He lives with his family in Hoppers Crossing, in the outer tract of...
A symbolic life
GATJIL DJERRKURA LIVED the last decade of his life moving between two worlds – the world of Canberra politics...
Retro-assimilation
NOSTALGIA FOR AN assimilated nation haunts public debate on national identity and nationhood, as well as related issues of...
On being invisible
AS A WIRADJURI woman with an education, access to health, employment opportunities and a platform, I am incredibly privileged....
Northern Exposure – crossing the minefields of Jaffna
IT WAS MY tenth journey to the island of Sri Lanka. Elephants had been the focus on all my...
Beyond pity
I FIRST MET Zarah Ghahramani on Tehran's Revolution Boulevard in June 2003, just down the road from the northern...
The pain of disrespect
ON MARCH 31 this year, a cultural performance was organised to raise funds for the tsunami victims in Sumatra....
