s soon as I finished Year 12 in Adelaide, where I grew up, I applied for a cadetship at the local newspaper. I was 17, bright-eyed and bushy tailed and pretty naive. Being a journalist was all I’d ever wanted, and the cadetship was my chance to become one. At the interview, I sat across from an older, non-Indigenous man and
THE VOICE
Jun 14, 2023
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