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I grew up in Tasmania and spent my childhood in the country. Consequently, occupying my time with activities like camping, fishing and shooting. Education was not something that had any emphasis or priority. Furthermore, my grandfather who I spent lots of time with told me not to worry about school. He was a farmer sheerer and an old bushman all his working life. The countercultural reality I lived in then compared to society in Australia today was ” education was not the number one necessity.” So, what was important to my grandfather? My knowledge of fishing and shooting and skills in knot tying and making the neck and foot snares. Absolute necessity was good manners, and grooming also resilience and willpower. My father died in a fatal trench cave in when I was eight. This accident changed my life forever; you can read about the impact of this one event in my book when it finished. The accident initiated a whole new set of circumstances, but living with my grandparents on weekends is still a treasured memory of mine. My education ended at fifteen years old; I left school in year nine. I had literacy issues and decided at forty years old to get some education. I have a Bachelors in Theology now through the University of Divinity. My transcript from my Theology degree allowed my entry into a Masters of Arts ( Pastoral Care). Furthermore, as a part of my master, I completed three certificates of clinical pastoral education (CPE). The CPE was a nine-month program at a specialised oncology hospital here in Melbourne. Twelve hundred clinically supervised hours as a pastoral care interns. Plus sixty thousand words in clinical reports that were presented peer to peer and in supervision.

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My father died in a fatal trench cave in when I was eight. This accident changed my life forever; you can read about the impact of this event in my book when it finished. The accident initiated a whole new set of circumstances. However, living with my grandparents on weekends is still a treasured memory of mine. My education ended at fifteen years old; I left school in year nine. Consequently, had literacy issues and decided at forty years old to get some education. I have a Bachelors in Theology now through the University of Divinity. My transcript from my Theology degree allowed my entry into a Masters of Arts ( Pastoral Care). Furthermore, as a part of my master, I completed three certificates of clinical pastoral education (CPE). The CPE was a nine-month program at a specialised oncology hospital here in Melbourne. Twelve hundred clinically supervised hours as a pastoral care interns. Plus sixty thousand words in clinical reports that were presented peer to peer and in supervision.
The challenges I faced with my literacy is hard to articulate, but the word that comes to mind is ” Everest. ” I decided to write a book about my life and never dreamed I would manage or achieve such a literary milestone. I still have bad grammar and spelling but thanks to software and practice I have improved out of sight. I also had another challenge other than literacy issue. I have bipolar and two degenerative discs. My health was at it worst when I started my degree, thanks to medical professionals and determination. I managed it all well these days. I am going to write more about managing pain and mental health at some point.

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