“I want to see communities in which our interactions consistently demonstrate what I call the ‘other four-letter words’: kind, hope, care, love.”
Teachers have to talk. They have 30 students to whom they must relay learning messages, limited time, and any number of distractions which may disrupt the successful delivery of those messages for some or all the class.read more
Born or cast into the maelstrom of a metaphorical storm such as Hobart experienced – by accident or the circumstances of birth, genetically or socially – living stormy confusion daily, crashing from chaotic mop-up to chaotic mop-up, ever sandbagging against an uncontrollable flow which they didn’t choose for themselves.read more
Yesterday, 11th November, was Remembrance Day; an important date in the Australian calendar, and now for me it brings an extra reason to remember. For this date now also marks the anniversary of having been awarded 2017 Tasmanian Australian of the Year. Tomorrow, 13th...read more
We cannot be reminded too often of our history and of those whose lands we walk upon; those upon whom our own lives are built, and to whom our lives are connectedread more
Tolerance is a low horizon. It is often held up as a virtue which Australians should display to accommodate the nation’s diversity of human experiences. But it does not lead us toward our richest flourishing, and it is not magnanimous.read more
There are three steps to kind communication.
Step one: be kind in your next interaction.
Step two: reflect on this.
I noticed that he was staring at my mouth with studied fascination - and then he suddenly reached out and took my face in his little hands, pulled me around toward him and exclaimed with loud revelation, "You've got Murray on your face!" What!? Who is on my face?!...read more
This story is about a four letter word. Allow me to create a scene for you. One that has happened many times over the lovely years of privilege of my work. I am sitting on a tiny chair at a little table in my playful speech pathology clinic room with a child and his...read more
Drawing back the curtain I declared, mostly to myself, "Ah... look at the pale, morning sunshine. It's so beautiful." I wasn't expounding entirely to myself though; two small people, newcomers to my home, were with me in the room, colouring at the breakfast bar. And...read more
Without any effort or intention, without willing it to be so, an image of a glass of water appeared in my mind. It thrills me when visual metaphors shimmer into place, for I have learned that they explain me to me in some surprising way. Into the clear water dropped a...read more