But they are Australian-born and, for now, there is no ambiguity about their home. The only house they have ever known is a single-fronted weatherboard in inner-city Melbourne.
Still the Lucky Country? - Griffith Review
As someone of mixed race, who has spent half her life in Australia and half her life in Hong Kong, identity is not something I have ever taken for granted. But it came to a head recently, and somewhat unexpectedly, on applying for a writing prize.
The prize was for writers from migrant backgrounds and I wondered if I would qualify. My native tongue is English. I can only speak a few words of Cantonese. So I forged ahead. Most would agree this definition is too simple. People move countries for many other reasons: to reunite with family, to study, for curiosity, adventure.
I fear the word itself is becoming contaminated.
When my father left Hong Kong in the mid seventies he did not see himself as a migrant. Having graduated top of his year at university, he could have had any job he wanted. If he was fleeing anything it was the mounting expectations from friends and colleagues in the wake of his academic success.
My dad knew that, as a doctor, his skills were particularly sought after. He did not know anything about the White Australia policy—a historical approach to immigration that restricted applicants from non-European countries. He had never visited Australia before. His preconceptions amounted to an image from a school textbook of a smiling blonde woman hugging a lamb to her chest. On his arrival in Australia he was shocked. In Hong Kong nobody—except the obscenely rich—lived in houses; in Adelaide everyone had a three-bedroom brick veneer in the suburbs. He was struck by the vastness.
How big and flat the sky, how black and silent the night. He found the people confusing too. On the one hand, they were friendly—sometimes overfamiliar—bestowing on him nicknames after meeting him only a couple of times. On the other hand, they were individualistic. Male friends did not make physical contact unless it was absolutely necessary. People, as a general rule, did not live with their extended families.
The tidy suburban landscape seemed to reflect these modern values. But instead of the luxury of space he is stunned by the lack of security. He and his family have just left Lebanon, a country in the throes of a civil war. He is ten years old. He speaks almost no English.click
Our Lucky Country
Having always attended Catholic schools in Lebanon, his father assumes the local Australian Catholic school will take him and his younger brother. But it takes weeks of arguments with the school before the principal finally agrees to enrol them. He and his brother are the first and only Muslims in the school.
Weeks pass. One day Dani appeals to a classmate—a quiet, non—threatening boy—to help him write down the homework. When the student obliges, Dani is so grateful, he kisses the boy on the cheek. But what is a routine gesture in Lebanon is met only with disgust by his Australian classmates.
He makes no friends that year. But he is smart and with the encouragement of his parents, he focuses on his studies.
The Lucky Country?
I find I like writing books. Perhaps I might take it up. The in-between months, as shown in the rapid development of the many drafts he later deposited in the State Library of New South Wales, were absorbed in relentless effort.
Some of the insights came as a surprise even to Horne himself. Dutton was delighted by the draft text. Excitement was building at Penguin. He suggested that Horne include, among other things, the number of visitors to the Adelaide Festival of Arts.
Frustrated by the obstruction but confident the book would be a success, Dutton and Stonier decided to risk publishing it without English support. As Horne and the editorial team finalised the copy, Penguin was equally absorbed in building publicity. Unsurprising, then, was the general demand for the book on its release, with The Lucky Country selling 18, copies in its first nine days. The critical reaction to the book failed to match this enthusiasm, however. But this is surely too easy. They departed in , establishing the successful Sun Books and continuing to publish Australian books.
With the onset of sudden fame, Horne was able to begin a career as a writer, publishing some twenty-four books over the next forty years. And yet he was defined, to the end of his life, by the success of The Lucky Country. Horne was acutely aware of how his first book was central to his reputation as a public intellectual and cultural critic, and he was a forceful defender of its legacy. In Horne sent a three-page document to Geoffrey Dutton with bullet points listing the agreed history of the production of The Lucky Country.
That Horne included letters and photos one of which was of him and Max Harris at that initial lunch to support the document is remarkable. His intent was clear — to ensure his version of the creation of The Lucky Country was the agreed one. This kind of clarity is welcomed by researchers and can only add to our understanding of the book. The people in our country have a say and do have beliefs forced upon them like many people in other countries.
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We are able to excel is this industry because of our huge abundance of resources. We are able to enjoy this success in industry because Australia is lucky to have such natural resources but also because the people of Australia worked hard to find them, extract them, and The rest of the paper is available free of charge to our registered users. The registration process just couldn't be easier.