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Through an overseas student's perspective, I want to describe what Australia is like for them.
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Audience: Those who want to read. Preferably school aged people, as the information presented here may be relevant to your life.
English SAC


My dad is currently in the garage, making the hole for my Ned Kelly helmet. I am going to go to help him now. This next week is going to be very busy for me, as I will have to prepare for the school’s mini Australia Day. I won’t be able to blog for at least another week. Wish me luck for my first ‘Australia Day’! (:




The kids in the neighbourhood are quite friendly. As I was getting the mail before, the kids from across the street invited me over to play soccer. The road was used as our ‘soccer field’. The goals were at either ends of the road. There were two teams of three. All the other kids lived close by in the neighbourhood. They were interested in my history, listening carefully as I introduced myself. It was a close game; we ended up drawing with the other team. Andrew, who lives directly opposite me, offered everyone an icy pole at his house. This was the first time I had been to someone’s house since I’ve been to Australia. His family were welcoming and greeted everyone warmly.


One week has gone by since my first day at school. I love school. My classmates were welcoming, which made fitting in a whole lot easier. There were Chinese, Indian, Vietnamese, Greek, Albanian, Indonesian, African students in my class. There are many different nationalities, so much that I could not name them all at the top of my head. I had not once felt excluded. It was not what I had expected. It was easier than I had anticipated.

At school, we’re starting a new topic. We’re concentrating on Australia, learning about Australia. It’s quite an intriguing topic, especially because I haven’t been here for long, so I have a lot to learn!

 Today we made an Australian flag, preparing for our mini Australia Day Parade in two week’s time. Everyone’s required to dress up to represent an aspect of Australia. I don’t know much about Australia. We learnt about Ned Kelly the other day. It seems fairly simple to dress up as this infamous Australian icon. Decided! I’ll ask my dad to help me make holes for me to see through the bucket. It’s going to be so fun!




Today was a busy day.

I was woken up at 7.00am even though I wanted nothing more than to just sleep! I wasn’t used to the time in Australia. People call it jet lag.

Walking into a building, my mind was racing constantly! I wondered whether the other students would like me. I’m new, I’m different, I’m intruding…

Standing at the door, I could feel my cheeks glow bright red as everyone’s eyes laid on me. GREAT! I stood out even more now! The teacher introduced me to the class as ‘Tongue’. My name is ‘Thuong’, pronounced as ‘Tuong’. I didn’t correct her. I didn’t want to leave a bad impression on the first day.

The teacher asked the class, “Who wants to show Tongue around?” To my surprise, everyone’s arms were flying in the air. I was amazed at how accepting and friendly they were to someone new like me. The teacher chose a cheerful, pretty girl to be my ‘tour guide’, and I guess to be my friend. The teacher was so thoughtful.

At lunch time, Jenny and I continued our tour around the school. The school, though it may need a nip-tuck here and there, was huge! Classrooms, libraries, computer rooms, canteen, playgrounds, overs; the school had the lot! These facilities are basic for a middle-class school. I can only dream of what an upper-class primary school would look like. Students waved. Students smiled. Students came up, introduced themselves and talked to me as though we’ve known each other for years. I was overwhelmed by their hospitality, yet at the same time, touched by it.




I just arrived “home” from the airport. Today is my first day in Australia. The atmosphere here is quite different from Vietnam. People smile at you as you walk by. Not a judgemental smirk, but a genuine, heart warming smile. You feel appreciated, as though you exist in their eyes. People don’t yell and shout in the street, they’re quite courteous and polite.



Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the kind of person who brings out the best in you and makes you want to be a better person. Wait for the person who will be your best friend, the only person who will drop everything to be with you at any time no matter what the circumstances. Wait for the person who makes you smile like no one else and when they smile you know they need you. Wait for the person who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweat and a t-shirt, but appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. Most of all wait for the person who will put you at the center of their universe, because that’s where you belong.