Tag: childhood
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Conversations with Dad
I don’t remember meeting my Dad, you know. He came into my world when I was 3 years old. Suddenly in our tiny, dirty, shabby Filipino village was a tall white man with a twinkle in his eye and a friendly grin. I don’t remember how we got to be Dad and Daughter…we just were…and…
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Glad to have been there
When I was a kid, the beach was my favourite place to be, my bike was magical and could transport me anywhere in the small town of Nhulunbuy. I grew up in the NT which was basically paradise – a beachside village for just over 1000 local residents. I would spend ALL DAY out on…