Hello reader,
I’m not good at hellos or goodbyes. I’d like to think I hit my stride somewhere in the middle. Sometimes I wonder if the in between is the best place to be.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how I ended up here. The events that had to happen in the precise way that they did for everything else to occur. The decisions that put me in just the right position to fall into someone else’s path — or in this case nine other people’s paths. I’m a person who likes to find the connections.
Each person that I have met, decision I have made, experience that I have gone through has shaped me into the person I am today. Sometimes I think about how much of my life has been shaped by that one afternoon in primary school when my mum gave me a copy of Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. Without an ill-fated goal to get rejected twenty-two times before “successfully” complete), I would not be an Honi editor.
This edition is filled with explorations of the things that shape our reporters’ lives and the ways that they experience the world. Ondine Karpinellison (p. 8) traces her family’s history through USyd’s student publications. Lachlan Griffiths, Daniel Holland and Lucy Bailey (p. 9-11) explore the ways that the stories we tell are shaped, and what their impact can be.
In our feature article, Nicola Brayan (p. 12-13) unpicks what being articulate really means and whether we should embrace being inarticulate. I haven’t stopped thinking about this article since I first got to read it.
Sandra Kallarakkal (p. 16) shares a moving insight into their life and their connection to their family. Simar Batra (p. 16) explores the ways that chronic illness has shaped their experience.
I hope that you find something in this edition that speaks to you. If you don’t, please consider writing for us. We would love to hear you, whether it is an article or a letter.
Honi has truly shaped me. Reading Honi, writing for Honi, editing Honi has changed the way I think and exist. I am so grateful to my fellow editors. They have changed me more than I could ever explain. There is no one else that I’d rather spend my Sundays with.
To the many writers, artists, and readers of Honi over the years, thank you for being part of what shapes me. To the people I have already met, thank you for being part of my experience. To those I am yet to meet, hi I’m Veronica and it’s lovely to meet you.