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Away and WaitShe did not expect homesickness. Homesickness is a dull sludge that she wades through every second of every minute of every day. It is the stupid bars of ‘Gee, Mum, I wanna go home’ that play unexpectedly in her head when she picks up her school books. It is the way the smell of fried sausages in the dining room makes her feel ill. It is the churning in her stomach with the noise of other girls turning in their beds, and the coughing from the dorm down the hall, keeping her awake at night. She writes and begs her mother to phone. She receives a weekly letter from home, the occasional parcel with magazines and lollies. In the allocated hours for receiving phone calls, she sits in the prep room, studies for her science and French exams, does her maths homework, always wi
