Graduation Ceremonies: A Former Dean Remembers

For me the best part of being a Dean was dealing with individual students and their problems. It was not always easy. One student, a clergyman, whom I had refused to grant a special examination, told me I was crucifying him, which I thought was rather big-noting himself. Another, after graduating, developed pangs of conscience[…]

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 Physicist and Businesswoman Meet at the Rubbish Bin

Winter, July 25th. I was strolling on campus grounds shortly after being contained in a temporary economic universe bubble that I have created on my own. Being a stranger in a foreign land, trying to fathom things around you, to capture moments around you, to breathe things around you – has been in contrast a momentary[…]

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[…]

A Great Foundation For My Professional Life

I commenced a four year degree at the University of Queensland in 1962, having successfully obtained a Commonwealth Scholarship, which paid student fees and a means tested living away from home allowance. UQ commenced the physiotherapy degree program in the early 1950s in parallel with a three year Diploma course that commenced in 1938. Our[…]

College Life in the Sixties

I arrived at the Women’s College in 1962. Having lived with two quiet adults, I now had to adjust to slamming doors, loud radios, and heavy footsteps down corridors. Freshers settled in during Orientation Week, but when the older students returned, the Fresher System came into play. As the junior residents, freshers were expected to[…]