When I was 20, I had my heart broken for the first time. Then, I came of age. Again. This time, properly.
Browsing: perspective
Coffee, cobblestones, and Club 77 – romanticising the sights of Sydney.
My hands are full with my cardigan, my uni bag, the rubbish that has piled up in my car as I trundle towards the front door of my house. But before I can cross the safe threshold of my door, I hear the terrifying “hello” of an unknown voice.
“The struggle for Darlington is a struggle not only for the preservation of tangible reminders of our past, but also the struggle for the right of individuals and communities to decide their own future.” – Darlington Public School, 1878-1978.
The joys of letter writing
Writing your story
Sydney’s rain
Deconstructing the constructed self
These are the best years of our lives—the joys of our twenties.
MADELINE WARD thinks we should acknowledge our settler privilege