In 1965 my parents drove me to Benalla train station and pinned a name tag on my jacket lapel with travel instructions to guide me safely to summer holiday camp in Anglesea, a summer camp established for migrant children. That was me, a migrant child, wog, bloody new Australian, bolt, boy from the camp. My [...]
Jan 27
I am 13 years old and I’m wondering, with my father that the camp in Mesa, Arizona, where there is a summer camp for Flash, web design and animation is good? Unlike the ID Tech Camp at ASU
