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Not another day in Paradise

As we packed the car and reversed out of the driveway, I felt unhappy as I waved good bye to my family, my friends and my beautiful house in Sydney. I thought I would regret moving to what I imaged to be an uncivilised, dark aged, country town. Icy cold tears ran down my face as we drove out of our wonderful street.

As we hit the highway I wonder how I would get to school. By horse which was all I could come up with. We drove and drove, my twin sister decided it was funny to say are we there yet every five minutes.

We took our time getting to Hervey bay.

We drove into town I realized that the house were almost like the ones I had left behind but only just one story and smaller. As we made our way to the shopping centre we saw my dad waiting for us in the car park. We jumped out of the car into my dad’s arms’ felt glad to see him.

My dad took us to see the shop witch he had bought a few weeks ago. I felt happy as we walked in until I saw what the shop actually was a shop full of books, everything from fancy, Education, sport to music romance and cooking.

From then on my life became a nightmare.....

As we found our new house, settled in and finally unpacked. We had every Sunday with our mum and dad like always in Sydney going to the markets, beach and the park really happy but after six months all that changed…

Sunday trading flew in like a vulture eating away at the small family businesses, taking my dad away on a Sunday, it was tragic. As Thursday night wasn’t enough.

Soon my dad couldn’t afford to have someone to work with him, so he had to drag my mum in to give him a break which meant Toni and I had to come along too. I have learnt how to work the system so on a Sundays or public holidays I can help.

Also when we want to go away on a family holiday or attended any supporting carnival, only one of our parents can come with us. The other parent has to always be behind to be at the shop. That means my sister and I have to miss out on having a complete family. So that is why I don’t like extra trading hours.