In 2013, myself and 5 other cadets from Catherine Booth College, along with three staff, went to Manus Island, PNG, as part of our training, to work as part of The Salvation Army’s Humanitarian team working in the Manus Island Regional Processing Centre. Four years on, I’ve decided to share my diary from that experience. Names have been changed, and I acknowledge that the centre has changed a lot since then, but it is my hope that this will share a bit of light into how our government is treating Asylum Seekers.
25 February 2013. 10 days to home!
First official shift in SAMs today. Worked in the canteen all day with C – was a breeze. C said she came out of shift feeling energised for the first time, because there was no overly tense moments for her.
She noted that for everyone that I served, I tried to use their name. This was something that I wanted to do in families but didn’t get a chance – however I think it is so vital. For so many things, they are known by their boat identifier number, and if we are not careful that is all they will know themselves by.
Last night in church we sane “He knows my name” – never has it had more meaning for me than here.
Received word that I have officially been accepted into my MDiv program today.
Mentally – great. Day off tomorrow, but my pen is dying. I don’t think it will last till I get home.