UQ, my saviour !

My mind had been ticking… beeping like a time bomb, and then it exploded, giving me a panic attack and I collapsed with a nervous breakdown. This was after a traumatic incident at my workplace, where I was being constantly bullied by a colleague, who happened to be my manager’s best friend. She loved to[…]

A Lab Coat Was My Dream

It was four o’clock on a Thursday afternoon, I found myself wandering at UQ. I forgot my practical class was cancelled and with it my afternoon tasks. So, I decided to wait for my boyfriend until six but I was not sure what to do so I decided to take a short walk before going[…]

A hundred harvests

Into one grain, there come a hundred harvests.[1] We, the alumni of the University of Queensland (UQ), are seeds germinated and nourished in the rich intellectual life of the University, bringing forth a hundred harvests, a rich bounty manifest not only in the contributions made to the communities in which we have worked, but more[…]

The Mission

It was a normal sweltering February day when I walked in to the University of Queensland back in 2010. Sweat dripped down my swarthy back; I was nervous. Making close friends had never been my forte in high school, and that wasn’t a trend that I wanted to continue at uni. It was going to[…]

Summer Graduation

The Brisbane air was so thick I felt like I needed to chew every breath I took. The iconic jacarandas were in full bloom, their purple plumage like amethyst gems. The sky was the aquamarine, the grass malachite, and the trees were reflected in the lakes in every hue from peridot green to emerald. The[…]

A Turn in Life’s Direction

I enrolled at the University of Queensland in 1969 as a “mature age” student. This term was used for someone who did not proceed to university directly from high school and had matriculated, usually via the extremely limited night schools, with fewer school subjects. I think that the enrolling of such mature age students was[…]