Not too long ago, I was explaining to my mum that the older I’m getting, the more I’m becoming aware that I don’t look Australian – which is weird, because ‘Australian’ is something I’ve always been.
I have one Italian parent and one white parent – I look like the Italian one, but that’s about as far as my Mediterranean heritage rules over my life. I really have no deep connections with my Italian side. I don’t speak the language, I don’t have the citizenship that I’m entitled to, and I don’t partake in any Italian traditions.
*least Italian. Source: x
However, you can find foreign culture on any street in Australia – if you look hard enough.
Because of this, I feel like I have a heightened appreciation of cultures that aren’t my own. So when I was watching Gojira for the first time today, I felt like I…
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