Why young and beautiful people get flu shots

Why young and beautiful people get flu shots

Your friend gets the flu Lauren* looks like a university student you know.She wears her long hair in a ponytail and carries a backpack to class. But she’s not like everyone else. One wrong move could put her in hospital. Her eyes survey the lecture theatre carefully....

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Rally for Western Sydney’s koalas

Rally for Western Sydney’s koalas

Koalas are a vulnerable species You’ve probably heard that koalas have been listed as vulnerable to extinction. But did you know that nine healthy koalas have died on Appin Road near Campbelltown in the past ten weeks? This brings the koala death toll on this one road...

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Sydney’s Warmest Winter yet

Sydney just finished its warmest winter to date in its 167 years of record, according to University of Technology Professor and meteorologist expert, Milton Speer.   This comes following research from Weather Zone which said that Sydney’s overnight minimums and...

My Experience at Edcon 2026 – And Why People Should Attend

My name is Kirk Gomes. I’m one of the interim disability officers at Western Sydney University (‘WSU’). I was recently invited to attend the National Union of Students (‘NUS’) Education Conference. This was a four-day conference hosted by the NUS, and it was held at...

Homegrown Mystery: Tamara Moss

Tamara Moss majored in Asian Studies at the University of Western Australia before going on to work as a primary school teacher. In 2017, she published her debut book in the Lintang series. The series was shortlisted for the Readings Children’s Book Prize in 2018,...

The Heart Behind the Hands

Before the sun begins to rise,  a nurse is already by someone’s side.  Not just asking what hurts today;  But wondering what words cannot say.    They carry no spotlight, applause, nor fame;  Just quiet commitment to every name.  With tired eyes and steady hands, ...

Touch

They talked about coffee for five minutes. “Espresso” and “mocha” rolled off their lips – dry and pale the way the winter grounds are – in harmony, disappearing into the wind – the relentlessly cold wind.   After a while, the discussion shifted into something sweeter,...