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• 9/11
  by Ushna Sardar

  *“the simple fact is, the resources and money is there to help the third world. but they spend it on weapons. they do not care for us, an…

• Call Centres...........
  by brummieboy

  Patiently waiting….... Patently waiting …......... POTENTLY w…

• I knew some Dutch people once, they were lovely people.
  by Ozcloggie

  It is often stated that fourth and fifth generation descendants, like to find out more about the background of their ancestors. Will we h…

  The Dutch Australian Cultural Centre, in Sydney, needs a (new) permanent home. It had to leave its original location. Is there a need for such a resource? If so, who will volunteer?

• I am that Blind Man: One Woman's Story (Part VI)
  by Jan Stead JEMproductions

  It was 1965 and I was in 4th Grade when my mother, a World War II Army nurse, became concerned about the increasingly prominent veins she…

  Well, here we go again, now up to Part VI of the continuing egocentric saga. / I must confess it is only the continued enthusiasm and encouragement of some very special people that is prompting me to continue with this story. It is that and a sure knowledge that this is a story which I must tell. For I am that blind man! Jan Part I / Part II / Part III / Part IV / Part V

• Peter Pan a.k.a. Grandpa
  by Jan Stead JEMproductions

  Children from all over Murwillumbah were drawn like the mice by the pied piper to Grandpa’s treasure trove of a workshop…

  My enigmatic grandfather was, in may ways, a man ahead of his time, but also very much a man of his time. / I remember him with great fondness and laughter, for he was anything but dull and, being a child himself at heart, always entertained us children, leaving us rolling around in laughter or totally transfixed by the magic that was grandpa.

• I was a Labourers Youth Centre member......an A.J.Cer.
  by MrJoop

  ......to stay over-night, in hay lofts The smell made me nauseous. But our leaders, in their late teens, seemed to enjoy sleeping in the…

  My mother, and father, and Mr Berretty, my primary school teacher shaped the road I took, even on the other side of the world. The _Arbeiders Jeugd Centrale – A.J.C., had a lot to do with it too.

• Blue Centred Daisy - UPDATE
  by emmmee

  Blue Centered Daisy – Correct name at last!

• The asterisk *
  by EmptyHead

  Perhaps one line of the asterisk could be time, another space and another the course of literature.

• Centre
  by DanielleQ

  My girl and my boy / The who in my heart / The web in my skin / That keeps me all in The binding of me / The core of my strength / My breat…