Love...

I came accross a new blog today that i really enjoyed, this picture really caught my eye, oh how i love, LOVE!

The blog is called 'A Summer Picnic Wedding'

I love NY!...

It seems that everything I read lately is about New York City. Ben and are planning a second honey moon (before we even plan our first) to America, which will include some time in New York. If only I could be there for fashion week! While I’m sitting here in the 40 degree heat new Yorkers are rugging up in their fur. I can't wait for a white Christmas!

Picture thanks to 'The sartorialist' who has been keeping me well up to date with the fashion world while im here in the desert.

missing you

This week seems to be 'run away' week, we had 7 girls all run off thismorning and start walking to Meeka (which is a 45min drive) The poor little things just want to go home. We also had a few boys run away yesterday and over the weekend.

Im missing my friends so much, Although this is a great experience and im happy being here i also sometimes just want to run away and be with my friends.

Thanks to deccreatives for these photos visit them at http://web.me.com/decdsgns/Site/home.html

i was there

just a little add on from yesterdays post, this is me at the rabbit proof fence!...

Thoughts....

I watched the movie 'The Rabbit Proof Fence' yesterday, its a movie that i have watched before but it never impacted me like it did yesterday. In the film (and for real between1869 and 1969) the government took the children away from their family thinking that they were helping the Aboriginal people. How wrong they got it! It made me think about what i was doing here, what is my goal for these children. Am i really doing what is best for them or am i just like the government was back then... THINKING i am doing what is best for them.

Most of these children are going to go back to their communities and wont go to uni and become doctors. Most of these children just need to be loved. I feel like i am the one that is here to learn more than they are.

The weekend was full of more outback adventure, travelling out bush in search of water to swim in. Its so funny listening to the kids talk about the bush with such passion. Telling me all about bush tucker, oh how they love Goanna! I also hear that Honey ants are yum!

till next time xxx

In the beginning.....

Well hello and welcome to my first blog from the desert. Time is flying and I cant believe I have been here for three weeks already. The desert is hot and dry and full of wild life. The first week was rather overwhelming, being away from all my friends and family and only really having Ben, at least I have him I guess. I’m slowly getting used to all the bugs and flies that constantly fly/ jump around. I even have a few frogs that live in the shower and seem to enjoy watching me scream and fly out of the shower as they jump on me. I often think to myself, WHAT AM I DOING??? But it is week three and I’m still here.


The kids are so cute and I know it will be them that keep me here. My class is by far the best! They are the cutest little things and love being at school. The older children are just as adorable but also often make you question why you are here. They just enjoy pushing your bottoms and this week they have been testing how far they can push their teachers. So thank goodness I don’t have to deal with that in my class. My little angels just do whatever I tell them (so far anyway).

Yesterday was my first ‘going bush’ experience and what an experience that was. We took 30 kids to a little creek for the afternoon. Ben and I were following the two buses in our car and as soon as the bus stopped the children all came running out, I had no idea what was going on! Then I saw a Goanna! The kids chased it around, throwing rocks and sticks at it and then even chased it into the water. Finally after about 15mins one of the boys got it by the tail and began to drag it out of the water. They all continued to throw rocks at it. Some of the older boys were yelling out to leave it alone and not kill it. I just wanted them to ether kill it or leave it and not keep torturing the poor thing. Finally the kids let it go, so maybe next time I will experience the killing and eating of a goanna, apparently it tastes just like chicken!

I’m so far out of my comfort zone, the closest real shop is 8hrs drive away. We drive about half an hr into Meekuthara to do out grocery shopping once a week and that’s the only shop I see. I think this experience is going to make me a lot less materialistic and learn more about what really matters in life.