[The facilities are split by sex and you only see your other siblings maybe every three days. The beds are damp with sweat and stacked together in large rooms of mattresses and bunk beds; the walls are tin sheds from a converted military camp that become live-in ovens as winter moves into Spring; and all toilets/bathrooms are public. It's reminiscent of times you'd rather forget but instead of fear, now there is an uncertain wait of how long will it take to find you a job and housing. Six weeks has come and gone. You're supposed to be out of here by now]
"Yes, yes, I know. To be perfectly honest, there are almost too many people to find jobs for in labouring or domestic work. I know you have higher qualifications but those qualifications aren't acknowledged in Australia and the agreement you signed was government work and that kind of work is not what the government needs right now. You'll just have to be patient and wait but on the bright side, the hostels are being improved and some new buildings are being constructed. If you're here a little longer, you'll probably get your own room. Food? That can't really be helped."
"Yes, yes, I know. To be perfectly honest, there are almost too many people to find jobs for in labouring or domestic work. I know you have higher qualifications but those qualifications aren't acknowledged in Australia and the agreement you signed was government work and that kind of work is not what the government needs right now. You'll just have to be patient and wait but on the bright side, the hostels are being improved and some new buildings are being constructed. If you're here a little longer, you'll probably get your own room. Food? That can't really be helped."