My Diary on the Road to Political Participation – Unknown – 21/04/2018
This title may be a little grandiose, or uphold myself, but I can't think of a better one. Let's do it first.
Today is the first day of my sprint for the next local council election in Victoria. I decided early this morning: From today until 24/10/2020, I will visit at least 10 local residents of Dandenong every day (no matter whether it's rain or shine, no matter if it's sick or whatever). This is door-knocking in English.
Today I completed this task, and I have the urge to write some thoughts.
"The road is underfoot." I came to Melbourne after I was 35 years old. I have never left China before. Chinese is my first language. Now I have lived in Australia for more than 15 years. There is a lot of wisdom in Chinese language and culture. "The road is under your feet" is one of them. Through daily actions, walk the talk, walk and talk, I hope that after 912 days (2 and a half years), I can successfully knock on the door of Dandenong City Council and become a city councillor.
The Red Army’s XNUMX-mile long march is so difficult and dangerous. In contrast, mine is nothing.
"Everything is difficult at the beginning", really! 'Well begun is half done', even though the road took one step and one step, today is only one part of 912, but I am really glad that I finally set off. Special thanks to the neighbors who I had the opportunity to communicate with today, you've encouraged me! Thank you!
I plan to go from near to far, so today I started with neighbors in my own community and visited 10 households. Among them are Pakistan 2, India 3 (of which New Zealand and Queensland turned 1), Myanmar 1, Samoa 1, American black 1, white old lady 2.
Thank you for your attention and see you tomorrow.