The Australian dollar was equal to 480 yen at the time I arrived and I was planning to return to Japan when I used up all my money. I never thought I’d settle in forever.
I’ve done a lot of travelling, but Melbourne is the place I have kept on coming back to. I’m fascinated by how it has changed—for better and for worse—but also by what somehow remains.
Little did I know that aged 15 months, my arrival to Port Melbourne in January 1958 would be documented by a local newspaper.
In 2012, four-year-old Jack Norman was diagnosed with ependymoma, a rare childhood brain tumour. This is his story.
Harold joined the Australian Army at the age of 18. He was captured in Java in early 1942 while still a private and was taken to Singapore where with other prisoners of war (POWs) he began an 18 month nightmare building the Burma-Thai railway.
Being Indian and being Australian are like the two eyes on my face – if you blind me in one eye, my whole purpose in life will be knocked off balance.
I was born in Kenya, and emigrated to Australia at age nineteen for University. After thirteen years, I know that Melbourne will always be special to me. So much has happened and continues to happen, here.
I was 10 years old and living in Sudan when my mother packed our bags and said we were leaving. Six years later, I would be in Australia learning English, theatre and hoping for a better future.
When I moved to Australia with two suitcases, I took it as a very light decision. I had spent the last five years in Tokyo and thought it was time for a move.