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Auntie, Sister. Grandmother, Great-Grandmother,
Mother and Wife of German Descent
I've lived in Australia since 1959 together with my husband Peter. We have four children, eight grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. I started blogging because I wanted to publish some of my childhood memories. I am blogging now also some of my other memories. I like to publish some photos too as well as a little bit of a diary from the present time. Occasionally I publish a story with a bit of fiction in it. Peter, my husband, is publishing some of his stories under berlioz1935.wordpress.com
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AuntyUta 
A good post and so true, Aunty.
People still managed to make a life, no matter how or where. It often amazes me how in the most miserable of circumstances, people’s spirits still survive and at times thrive. It is a cliché I know, but wealth and poverty seldom determine how we feel.
I am always annoyed when people push their dogmatic belief on how a country ‘is the best’ in the world. Our PM is now promoting to improve Syria so that those millions of refugees can go back home. That is a sensible thing to achieve, he said. “No one wants to leave their own homes voluntarily’, he said.
Yet, that wasn’t even thought about when Australia actively promoted for people to migrate to Australia, hundreds of thousands left home and hearth in the fifties and sixties from European countries. Many of those countries soon became far more progressive and achieved levels of well-being, possibly better than here now in Australia.
The ‘best country’ is relative, isn’t it?
Gerard you say: The ‘best country’ is relative, isn’t it?
I can only agree with this.
Thanks very much for commenting. 🙂