Dropped by Fairfield Museum to check out their migrant hostel exhibition & they had a short presentation with a couple of migrants sharing about their experience in the1950's. I was even able to share some stuff about my family's journey here. Brought back memories of my childhood and reminded me of how blessed I am and the sacrifices my family made for me.
English classes
Local grocery shops & doing the laundry
The tray of cutlery which each family received. Recipes for communal eating.
And a hall for dances & performances.
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