My life has
been very different from that of my mother and my grandmother. I was born towards the
end of World War Two. By the time I reached young adulthood, the world was
vastly changed from that which I was born into. Although not many girls
completed secondary school, I was fortunate to earn a teaching scholarship
which meant that I finished Senior (now Year 12) and went on to Teachers
College. Most women saw employment as something to engage in until they were
married. Nursing and teaching were probably
exceptions, though many did not return to the job after marriage and children.
We were the
first generation to have access to superannuation but without security. The ‘marriage
bar’ was set high. When I got married, I was forced to resign and become a
part-time worker. My superannuation contributions were returned (and bought a
fridge - which would have been at least $30,000 at retirement.) When I became eligible for permanent
work, I had the temerity to have children and stay home to mother them with casual work at TAFE. My
super, at retirement was less than one third of my male counterparts. To make
it even more difficult, it was not until 1972 that female teachers were paid
the same amount as men, despite the fact that as early as 1949, the teachers
union endorsed equal pay. I really must share my status when I worked in
Western Australia. Because I was married, I was designated ‘Temporary Mistress’.
When I was stood down during the Christmas holiday, I became ‘Temporary
Mistress Lapsed.’ How low can you go?
When I was
divorced, I had three children under 10, full time work and part time study. I
had completed my Bachelor of Educational Studies and was working on a Grad Dip
in Human Resource Management which involved some volunteer work. For me, that
was a fortnightly shift with Lifeline telephone counselling. I went on
eventually to get a second Grad Dip and a Masters in Educational Administration.
I was also heavily involved in Toastmasters which I have continued to this day.
I would
probably have remained in a primary school classroom but I took on a District Relief
role. That was a permanent position and involved relieving teachers on long
service leave and principals and deputy principals on long term leave. One off
those stints was so difficult that I was ready to leave teaching but instead
applied for a one-teacher school where I rediscovered my love of teaching. As
an experienced teacher in the bush, where most are in their early years of
teaching, I came to the attention of the Executive Director and was offered one
year of paid study in New Zealand to set up and run the Reading Recovery
program in Queensland.
Now I was
working with teachers, a role that fitted me to a T. My teaching and
Toastmasters came together to give me a twelve-year highlight to my teaching career.
It was a heady time for me and gave me another opportunity – to work overseas in
Northern Ireland, London and Vancouver Island in Canada, with lots of travel in
school holidays.
I retired
at 60 with a love of travel but not a good travel budget. I bought a very small
camper, followed by a slightly larger campervan – a converted ambulance - and
set off. Over a period of 13 years, I travelled almost every highway and byway
in Australia, often in the company of fellow Solo travellers. That was an incredible
way to see the country and I have made life-long friends. I have finished my
road tripping now and settled into quite a busy lifestyle which I will continue
for as long as I can.
My vehicle
didn’t have many expensive features, or even many basic features! With limited cupboard
space, a very small fridge and not much interest in cooking, my meals were
rather straightforward – even boring. However, there were times when we shared
meals and I had to have something quick and easy and foolproof. What better
than an apple crumble! Nana had a simple recipe. Mum made it simpler. Was it
possible to simplify it even more? Yes, and without an oven or even a reliable
stovetop, I developed my own version which was always popular. I rarely had
leftovers to worry about.
My version
of apple crumble:
·
Pie
apples from a ring-pull can
·
Empty
pie apples into a good-sized dish
·
Top
with granola and serve
Monica O’Rourke 1944 - now
Nothing could be simpler than that Mon.
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