Work Experience Reflections

The workplace was a large shed with more specific rooms within it. There was a small room with a couple of lounges and chairs in it as well as a TV and a sink and microwave. The painting room looked like it may have been portable and the whole room was completely white. The shed was like a car park with cars parked side by side until they are repaired and driven to the front before being cleaned.

Most of the time I spent working alone but most of things I did were to help out the workers so in a way it was team work. For example I cleaned the customer’s cars after they had been repaired so that the workers could have more time to fix other cars instead of washing cars. Most of the team work was helping my employer fix his car.

The tasks I did weren’t structured. I just asked my employer what to do next after completing the task he had just assigned me, so basically just random small jobs.

Dear Hal

I have left Australia with my father due to our visas expiring. I know I said I would stay with you, but I cannot leave my father as he means so much to me, so do you of course. After all at least I can find ways to contact you but if I had left my father to leave by himself, I may never see him again.

We are currently living in a detention centre in Islamabad, the capital city of Pakistan. The air is thick and humid at the moment in this part of the world and the lack of electric fans doesn’t help. I am not used to living in these conditions after living in a comfortable house for the past year but I’ll get used to it here. I wanted to send you this letter to let you know how I am going and to communicate as we do not have a phone yet. When I leave, hopefully I can get a job so that I and my father can buy a computer to use as a tool to communicate with you. When I do this we can talk about all kinds of things but at the moment I’d like to tell you how my time was like with you and my short time in Brackley.

The first few weeks of school I found really upsetting. I had no friends and some of my peers were even being racist with or without realising the significants of my scarf when they were taking it. Outside of school wasn’t very good either. Some of the people I met showed little or no respect for me or my culture and I always felt uncomfortable around a few of the locals. But then a few weeks later when I was being bullied, you were the first person to show kindness to me. You gave me confidence knowing there were people like you in Brackley that would stand up for me. After that I felt a bit better about myself and even got some friends. Life in Brackley started to seem a little more enjoyable while spending time with you. But when we went to the party, I saw a sad and depressing side to Brackley. The culture of the town had been consumed by alcohol and drugs. They claimed that this behaviour was relieving them of stress, that they could escape reality when in fact they were digging themselves a bigger hole. Over time I grew to appreciate these people despite their crude humour and racist opinions as they were friendly to me.

Nearing the end of my time in Australia and all was well until the terrorist attacks in America happened and caused suspicion in Brackley. The citizens of the town found a new target to abuse, the Afghani people and refugees. During this period of time I was nervous and at times anxious and then came the night that changed the way I felt about Brackley, the night that my house was set on fire. The thing that annoyed me the most about this was how these people could assume I was a terrorist when they themselves committed a terrorist attack on me and my father. Hypocrites, discriminating hypocrites is what they are. This made me think to myself, was Australia the land of the free? If not where is the land of the free if there is one at all? Pass this stage I realised that even in wealthy countries there is corruption and violence but wealthy countries there is corruption and violence but definitely not to the same extent to that of a third world country.

I would like to end this letter hoping that I might see you again. I am optimistic and believe I will meet with you in the future.

                                                                        Love Randa

Marking Time

1.      The title Marking Time, means a significant event in history and won’t be forgotten.

     

1.The term ‘boaties’ was derogatory because it categorised Afghani people as if they all came from illegal boats even though most did not.

      2. They were either joking around and couldn’t see the significants of the scarf or they were being racist in some way. Either way they were taking the scarf to get a reaction.

      3. It was significant because Hal was one of the first people to show kindness to Randa.

      4. The scene where Hal flies on the plane to find Randa because you don’t know what the outcome will be and the scene where Randa’s house burns down because It shows that there are some evil people in the community.

 

1.      High school, types of people, quick to judge, small community, supermarkets, torch, cafes, festivals, parties, opportunities for further study, radio(mix FM) 

2.      Yes because its more quite than the city and no because everyone knows each other.

3.      I would get rides like small roller coasters and similar things and I would also have food market sections as well. I would promote this festival by getting radio stations to advertise it and put posters around nearby towns, maybe even a few TV adds.

                                            Characters

1.      Bullet was made out to be racist and evil in some parts of the movie but closer to the end of the series he showed his sensitive side more and stook up for Randa despite her race.