My mum went to Sydney University in the 1950s to study law. There were only three women in her course. My dad went to Sydney University to study Commerce. My eldest daughter went to Sydney University to study Behavioural Health Science. My eldest son (the one with Down syndrome) sometimes went to tutorials at Sydney University with his sister. My youngest son is currently at Sydney University studying Engineering/Commerce. My oldest friend works at Sydney University. And once a year, every year for the past twelve years, I have gone to Sydney University to lecture medical students about intellectual disability and families.
Uni is not the ‘be all and end all’, and there are other pathways in life that can be fulfilling too. I am as proud of the achievements of my children who have been to university, as I am of the one who has not.
This clip was made by students at Sydney University to thank donors who help sponsor students and it says a lot about passion for learning, and passion for life.
I thought I couldn’t paint any more. I thought it had come and gone with the mania and medication of my bipolar. I hadn’t painted anything for five years.
Then I ran into Professor Gin Malhi, who launched my bipolar book last year. He challenged my belief that my painting skills had gone, so I recklessly offered to paint something for his CADE Clinic at the Royal North Shore. I started in January this year and on Monday I finished one large painting and two mixed media pieces. I took them into the CADE Clinic yesterday and gave them to him.
Anne Naylor has a fascinating story. The former Carer of the Year is a special needs teacher, and makes a difference to lives in so many ways. She chats with Angela Catterns who reveals more on this incredible woman.