Tom Brennan Case

Where’s my warren brock ilett

Driving through the dusty plains of Warren, I Brock Ilett never thought this day would come, being sent off to the city of Sydney with the smell of petrol and kids with attitude that have it easy and don’t even know what it’s like to get dirt underneath there precious nails. My old man told me this was going to be the biggest opportunity I’ll ever have to do what I want. I didn’t know what he was talking about because I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life yet. I’m used to just running around the paddock playing backyard footy with all the kids from in my little town. The last thing on thinking about at the moment is Sydney because I’m sitting here in a car on my way there for 8 hours.

Waking up and having to get out of the car I really didn’t enjoy, first of all I wasn’t even happy being here at all. Not knowing anyone everyone oblivious to what’s happening around them because they are always on their phone. I might as well be gone with the wind. People wouldn’t perceive me as much more. I’m staying at a boarding school in Balmain the inner west of Sydney. Arriving to the school I thought it would just be all white fellas but instead there is a mixture of all cultures and races.

While I was here I thought I may as well make my time useful and pick subjects that’s I really like even though I didn’t like school, I tried to direct myself in a way where I could end up doing something enjoyable and have a career. Back in Warren we don’t have much opportunity especially if you’re indigenous like me that’s why my dad told me to come down here. At the moment im definitely not feeling good about coming here my heart just really isn’t in it right now. Everyone looks like there in a rush and never have time to enjoy doing anything because there to stuck up.

My first day walking into class in a fancy uniform I didn’t feel like I belonged here. I could feel eyes piercing into me as I walked into the classroom. Even the teacher had a un explained look on her face. The work was a lot more difficult I couldn’t understand what the teacher was talking about half the time so I was already behind the first day. Recess wasn’t the best either not knowing anyone didn’t help out either im the shy boy that needs someone to talk to me before I approach them.

Waking up the next day everything was much the same I had one boy in my class he was part aboriginal. He was the only person I have talked to. I sat with during lunch everyday not