W konkursie literackim "Moja Emigracja" oprócz przyznania pierwszej nagrody, równorzędnie wyróżnione zostały dwie prace . Przedstawiamy pierwszą z nich autorstwa Mariki Biber pt. "My Migration". Konkurs zorganizował portal internetowy Favoryta. Bumerang Polski był patronem medialnym konkursu.
Our QANTAS Super Constellation plane which my parents and I boarded in Tehran , was forced to land in Darwin due to engine trouble.
This was not the intended plan of our arrival in our new country, this was not Sydney .
We spoke no English and the friendly and smiling stewardesses had trouble making us understand what had occurred.
Our buses took us to what looked like abandoned army barracks : rows of crude wooden huts on stilts each one furnished with a solitary wooden bed over which hung tired, droopy mosquito nets.
We were to rest there until the plane was repaired. This gave us an opportunity to wander outside and inspect our new surroundings. At the time we did not realize that Darwin and Sydney were nothing alike. These army barracks standing on dry barren dirt seemed rather exotic. We walked towards the end of the compound just as dusk was setting in. We reached a cliff edge, which overlooked the Timor Sea . Unfamiliar plants, flowering shrubs and evergreen trees and palms grew at random and just as we were exalting at the wonder of this new land, the sun began to set low over the water.
A huge ball of fire hovered above the horizon and it was the most magical sight I have ever seen.