Once, in a different Australia, a little girl from Cambodia arrived in Perth.
She couldn’t speak English, and she’d never heard of our country, but she was well-versed in governments craving control.
The Khmer Rouge had forced her to flee the country of her birth, and communism had driven her from Vietnam.
But in the lucky country, she commenced a journey, against all odds, to become a doctor.
Not only did she succeed, but she often returned to Cambodia, where she worked voluntarily as a doctor.