The Australian Women's Weekly

My story We again meet ...

Twenty years ago, back when I was too young and inexperienced to understand it would be the luckiest break of my life, I applied to Harvard University from high school in Sydney and was admitted on a full scholarship. I’d never once set foot in the US before I turned up in Harvard Yard that September with a suitcase and no bedsheets, woefully unprepared for American college life. For the next four years, I lived with my peers in the college dormitories, eating every meal together in the dining halls, studying in our pyjamas in the common rooms, sharing bunkbeds, bathrooms and break-up recoveries with my roommates. When our Class of 2003 graduated, I felt bereft – it was hard to believe those four years of closeness and community on that hallowed campus

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