- We feel interested and fascinated because we know the back story of the buildings 
- We think that charlie would be very nostalgic and proud of how Richmond has changed and evolved.

Where Charlie started the race

At the end of Darlington Parade

The short cut into the Gardens

Rothwood RD

Bridge RD

Manton view hotel

Church ST

Bridge RD

Wellington parade

Treasury gardens

Parliament house

Spring ST

Bourke ST

Orient, 200 Bourke Street the end of the race

Images: 

The images are all very modern but there are a few older buildings. 

There are a lot of power lines and a lot of graffiti. The landscape from then till now is not similar but there are things in both that are the same, such as the Richmond football club. 

 

We feel that although some of these places are necessary, we wish that there could be more traditional and clean things. 

 

Positive - The suburb is moving with the times 

 

Negative - Too many modern things, looks dirty 

 

 

Image 1. 

Built up, Tram lines, Intersection, Olden day design/architecture, cars 

Old, standing alone in its heritage, 

Positive things and negative things 

Positive - the building is older and still standing 

Negative - Surrounded by modern things 

Doesn’t fit into its surroundings 

 

Image 2. 

Old and new mixed together, tram, seats, trees, lights, enclosed, modern, grass 

Happy that the tram is being preserved, makes you think of the past, 

Positive - it's being preserved, in good condition 

Negative - Not usable, good for tourists and people who live here to see it. 

 

Image 3. 

Expensive cars, building looks old, very modern, advertising, white walls, ceiling, bright, no windows 

Very modern, innovative, no natural light, uses power, 

Positive - They are selling cars, 

Negative - Big factory so could have gotten rid of lots of traditional houses 

 

Image 4. 

Cars, lights, tiles, modern, colour, showroom, its dark outside yet the lights are still on, 

 

Disappointed because too many lights, could have been a nice house, very modern, very open 

 

Positive - There are cars, light so you can see, different colour cars, 

 

Negative - Too many lights, taken valuable space, 

I think of the Victorian era and how it relates to Runner. It makes me think of old things, perhaps a century old, and it looks very decrepit. The images make me feel small because of its old age and long history. Some buildings have been replaced, and it makes me feel sad to see history being destroyed.  

·       How do you think Charlie would respond to seeing these images?

I think Charlie would be awed to see that many building have been preserved and it still looks somewhat like what it looked like a century ago. I think he also would be sad to see that some building have been replaced or destroyed. 

·       What do you see as the positive and negative elements of contemporary Cremorne and Richmond, as described in these images?

A positive thing about contemporary Cremorne and Richmond is that most of these historic buildings have been preserved. A negative thing would be the fact that some traditional buildings were removed, altered or replaced with something else.

The Nylex Clock is heritage listed and an iconic feature of Melbourne. 

 

It consists of a neon sign sitting on top of an old storage silo in Cremorne, Vic. 

 

It has been there since its creation in in 1961. 

 

It alternates between showing the time and temperature. 

 

You can see it from many parts of Melbourne including the MCG. 

 

It has been referred to in many songs and has even been in a music video. 

It made us think that 100 years ago to now a lot of things have change such as the environment such as pollution from factories and houses. 
2.  

He would be a bit lost and confused that so much has changed. 
3. 

Negatives: 

To many construction sites 

Graffiti

Less respect for the surroundings 

 

Positive:
 The living condition 

More jobs 

More technology 

Fairer wages 
Less people in poverty 

 

 

  From Darlington Parade, Richmond, to Bourke Street, Melbourne. I knew I had to be smart, and fast. My feet worked faster than my mind, taking me to the side streets, the small narrow ones with nobody in them. Imagining the map of Melbourne in my mind, I pictured all the possible routes. Crossing onto Wellington Parade, I saw a glimpse of yellow, Barlow. 

"So he decided to stick to the main roads," I thought to myself.

  We were close to Burke Road now. The parliament was in sight on my right, I almost couldn't make out the shouts of all the drivers and pedestrians as I my heart was thudding so hard in my chest. There was that flash of yellow again, Barlow. Only a few paces in front of me. My mind formed a goal and my feet obeyed. It was like instinct, I didn't have to think.

  Speeding my pace, and furthering my strides, the numbers on the houses were getting bigger and bigger. 120, 125, 150, 154, 160. Barlow was also getting closer. With the remaining blocks from 200 Burke Street, I sprinted. Then BAM. I crashed into Barlow in the doorway of 200 Burke Street. My first thought wasn't about the physique of my own body, but of the care the eggs were in. 

"Good they are still intact," I thought to myself.

My feet were just behind the line.

Get set. Go.

I had so much adrenaline I raced out like no tomorrow. I did follow or look at anyone. Everyone was blocked out of my view. I kept on slipping on the tram tracks. I could see squizzy Taylor in the corner of eye. I could hear him Shouting" Go Charlie" "Watch the eggs he yelled". I had to Remember or the shortcuts and all the routes. It was hard running there were cars motor bikes ubers and bicycles left right, and Centre I didn't know where to look. Then it started spitting rain. Every time I ran the water would run up my ankles. I slid the eggs in my left pocket since my cell phone and the remote to the garage were in the right pocket. I kept on thinking fast legs fast arms. Nearing the end of Darlington Parade, I saw two runners turn left, I went through the shortcut through the Gardens. Whilst running through the Garden I was dodging all these Drones that these little kids were flying. Wearing my brand-new white shoes was a tragedy, they were getting wet as it started in rain. I turned right onto Rother wood street. The only though in my head now was to catch up with the runner ahead. With every step I made I had nearly catch up to the runner ahead. Oh boy… I wish I had a hover board right now. Barlow was thinking smart. At a moment I had lost Barlow as he quickly turned onto Bridge road. I could see in his eyes that we had no energy left, at the corner ahead I saw him turn around and slow down. I was close enough to him I could have touched him. I could hear the breath coming out of his mouth. He stopped and took out his phone to look at direction on Google maps. Suddenly, the favorite of the race wasn't looking so good. As I was running past Barlow I said," How's it going mate" He turned around and said, "Bugger off". Each stride of mine became faster and larger. As I turned the corner left at Mountain View hotel Barlow caught up to me. We were stride by stride now. He ran side by side now till we got to Church street. As we turned into church street an Uber delivering Macca's nearly ran us over. By now I was warmed up, pretending it was just one of my night runs. Soon Bridge road became then Wellington Parade. As we swerved right Barlow went wide. " You play nice now" he shouted.

As a Deliveroo Motor bike skidded towards me, as he stopped at the Red Traffic light. It wasn't my safety that crossed my mind it was the Eggs. My arms going forward on the ground scraping my knees on the trams tracks I tried to think positive, but I knew I was gone. I tell you, if it wasn't for the eggs, I tell you I would have still been there on the tram tracks. I felt like a car speeding through amber lights. With blood pouring down my knees. I picked myself up and wobbled down Wellington Parade. I couldn't bear to look down at my knees or hands. To my surprise Barlow wasn't that far in front now. I ran fast down the hill to Treasury Garden, with Parliament house up ahead. I was still surprising in good chance. As I was approaching the city the crowd of people and tourists were largening. Dodging through motor bikes parked on footpaths and people, on their phone not locking up was challenging. Instead I changed my attitude and ran through the empty bus lane. Approaching the Spring street intersection, I saw the Blue and Green Runners some only a few meters in front. Now it was Barlow I was after. Parliament house, at the top of the city, signaled Bourke street. I was flying thought the streets. I was almost nearly up to Barlow again. As he raised his hand to the door, he turned and saw me lunging. To late he yelled as we both crashed through the door onto the ground, much to the delight. I picked myself up, unaided and noticed Squizzy sitting on the stool at the end of the bar. Slowly, by slowly the teams started rushing thorough the doors. So, the four of us did as we were told and soon the four colored parcels were lined up across the bar. Dasher unwrapping the blue parcels. The two eggs on the blue team were unbroken. Next was the Green, the two eggs were in good condition. Yellow team were next, the two eggs were in unfit state. As Dasher unwrapped my parcel, my eyes made contacted to the floor. They announced that the two eggs were Unbroken. I made Won. I couldn’t believe it. Squizzy came up to me. I was a little shocked. He said” Welcome aboard Lad”. 

 

 

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One big choice I had to make was what high school to go to, Choosing the school that has a good sports program, Good people to be surrounded with, Good teachers.

Choosing the right High school depends on you education your sport progression.

They were difficult to make since I didn't 100% know what the school was like at first and only had a little to judge on.

I considered all the positivity in the school and all of their opportunities.

At the start the consequences were that I wasn't with my really good friends from primary school, but as the year went on I started to make closer friends at Korowa.

Dasher handed me a red sash. “Go sit down Feehan.” He said, pointing to the empty chair next to big-nose. Almost as soon as I sat down, a bunch of older men, who looked to be nearly 40 trampled in, lead by a handsome man in a large overcoat, with hair slicked back and dark eyes glistening evily. I knew him to be the gangster Squizzy Taylor. The type of 31 year old that decided when he hit 30, he became an old wise man, and could only hang with people old enough to be his parents. Still, his demeanour frightened me.

“Hello lads,” he grinned, flashing a gold tooth. I shivered. The next few minutes flew by. Squizzy read out the odds, which had me at the lowest; 10/1. I zoned out as he continued to read out the rules. He strode back and forth in front of us, and he eventually stopped in front of me and looked down at my destroyed shoes. “Jesus mate, you need a new pair a shoes!” he clicked his fingers and Dashers brought forward a shining new pair of Yeezys. I gaped in awe. “T-thank you sir.” I said, taking them and sliding them onto my blistered feet; and oh the comfort. I bounced up and down and snapped back into action. 

We were handed our eggs and I slid them into my jacket pocket. Squizzy led us out onto a deck, leading off onto Darlington Parade. He pointed towards the edge of the garden. “Line up there boys. The address is 200 Bourke St.” As soon as he stated the address, I knew it to be one Breadtop, a chinese branded pastry shop. I’ve walked past many times, looking at the creamy cakes, and buttery pastries, as my mouth watered. As we headed up the path, big-nose turned to me. “I forgot the address, was it 300 or 200?” he whispered in a panicked tone. “It’s 200.” I whispered back, and he gave a nod of thanks.

 My heart racing, I stepped up to the gate. I slipped my hands back into my pocket. The two eggs were safely in each side. “Get set…. Go!” I launched off at steady pace, and then… I’m on the grass. I would have still been with the group if it weren’t for Barlow. I heard the thudding of the Nostril’s clunky Adidas go past me as I lay there, panting. Come on Charlie, I said to myself jumping up and going off again. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Squizzy and Dasher, filming me on their phones. “You better get going Charlie!” Squizzy yelled. Nearing the top of Darlington, I spotted Nostrils leaning on a wall, quickly checking his phone for the directions. Continuing up, I saw Green sash up on Bourke, hopping onto a tram. I saw a flash of yellow and basketball shorts up ahead yell some profanity at him. Barlow. I sped up and was soon right beside him. “G’day Barlow,” I said casually. “Bugger off.” He replied grumpily. I pushed infront of him as he pushed me in the back. We veered right and he was back along side me. I bumped him in the shoulder as he yelled. “You play nice now Feehan!” I laughed happily, and kept getting faster.

We veered up Spring St, a Dominos Pizza Delivery guy riding alongside me on a motorbike. Barlow was long gone, and I turned and saw his shoving around with green sash. Parliament House, and then….. down Bourke St. I spotted Breadtop and ran into it on my right. Squizzy and Dasher stood there clapping. I did it. I crossed the line. Barlow was next, and then Green sash, and Nostrils. My eggs. I pull them out of my pocket. Nothing. No cracks or tears, the eggs were unbroken. I was thrilled. I had gotten the job.

Richmond was a poor, poverty filled, freezing environment, filled with many lower class people

Charlie enjoyed running because it helped him escape from all the bad things happening at home. It also kept him warm and made him feel free.

Charlies father left him his shoes which helped Charlie fulfil his dreams and become a runner for one of the biggest gangsters in Melbourne. His father also left him with the legacy of being the head of the house and put pressure on him to step up and look after both his mother and jack. 

Choosing what school to go too was a very big choice of mine as well as starting dance competitions.

Choosing what school to go to was a big choice for me as it will shape my whole future and can make a big difference in my future. Choosing whether or not to do solos was a big one as I didn’t want to much pressure and I didn’t want to distract from myself from exams.

My school was difficult at the start, but as soon as I saw Korowa I knew I wanted to go here and that it was the right place for me. Whereas solos I took more time into but soon realised that it would be an amazing experience.  

I made a list of pros and cons of how the choice would make a difference to me, for example to choose what school my pros were that Korowa had good academic results, my sister loves it, and they have many opportunities to excel.

With my solos, I did lose a lot of focus on my dance exams and my weekly schedule is overloaded with dance. 

 

I decided to turn right into Rotherwood street. Nearing the bend, I almost had to stop as some lunatic went straight through a give way sign. Shaking off the water that had been sprayed up onto me, I kept going. I was getting close to the person in front of me. Coming up to Bridge street, I saw that the person had a yellow sash. Barlow, thinking smart. I had just about caught up to him by the time we reached the Mountain View Hotel when he suddenly veered left on to Bridge Street. Caught off guard, I was slow on the turn and got stuck at the next traffic lights as he went through. Darn. 

 

When the lights finally changed, I started to run again. All I wanted was to catch up to Barlow, to know I was still in the game. After a few hundred metres, I saw him. Down near Treasury Gardens, with Parliament House up ahead. I still had a chance. Approaching the Spring street intersection, I could see the blue and green runners about 10 feet away from my right shoulder. I could wait for the traffic to stop, or I could run. Like a madman, I threw myself into the intersection, between tooting cars, trams and motorbikes. I got to the other side, unharmed.

 

Continuing to run, I saw Barlow again, passing Parliament house. Running in the gutter while Barlow struggled on the crowded street was paying off. I was gaining but not fast enough. The path ahead looked clear so I tucked my head and sprinted. Many of the passerby's stared at me curiously but I didn’t care. Twenty yards became fifteen. Fifteen became ten. I was near flying. I could see the Orient's door. As he raised his hand to the door, he turned and saw me lunging. Too late.  

My heart speeds up as Ms. Lyneham hands us each a coloured package, containing fragile eggs that will break at the slightest disturbance. The eggs will hinder my ability to run at full speed. I carefully tuck the package in my jacket, into a place where they will be least likely to be broken. A map of the Richmond area unfurls in my mind. I map out a vague path of where my feet should take me. 

"Alright everyone, on your marks, get set," Ms Lyneham yells as I bend down, "GO!"

I push off from the pavement and spring forward. I feel my legs pushing me down past the street. Occasionally, I can catch a curious face peering outside from the windows, watching us run like the wind. The steady rhythm of my feet landing on the hard pavement motivates me to keep going. I quickly glance at the other competitors, who are not so far behind me. I take a right turn, and soon after, I turn to the left. My opponents have decided to run straight ahead, leaving an empty space behind me. Not a wise choice, I think to myself. Church Street, although wider and more spacious, tend to be more congested around that area. Weaving through pedestrians and navigating the busy traffic will be no easy feat. Instead, I go onto Rotherwood Street and turn onto Church Street, into a much less busy section of the road. I smile to myself, for I know my opponents will be far behind now. 

Before long, Church Street turns into Wellington parade. The sounds and feelings of the city envelopes me. I see the MCG not far from here on my left. Wind blows into my face as I near Jolimont station, caused by an incoming tram. Across the street, past the vibrant rush of cars on the road, I see the Fitzroy Gardens. Not far now, I think to myself. I allow myself to slow down slightly. I start daydreaming about how great it would be to win this race. The pounding of footsteps behind me jerks me back to reality, my opponents are only a few metres behind me. I quickly look forward, and see that the pedestrian traffic light has just turned green. I sprint, barely making it to the road before the light starts flashing red. 

After crossing the road, I see the other two competitors stuck behind a stubborn red light, with a scowl on their faces. I allow myself a small smile, and then continue on to Spring Street. I then wonder where the other competitor was, far behind… or ahead? A flash of blue appears in front of me. I start to panic. They were so far ahead, I will have to start sprinting to catch up, so I do. Treasury Gardens becomes a blur in my peripheral vision as I fly past. The blue runner is getting closer and closer. Parliament House flashes past as I turn onto Burke Street. The gap between us was slowly getting smaller and smaller. Ms Lyneham was waiting at 200 Bourke Street. Filled with determination, I run the fastest I have ever run in my life, and finally pass the blue runner, and pass the finish line first. 

I was overcome with joy, but then I suddenly remembered the eggs, still sitting snugly in my pocket. Dread fills me and my trembling hands as I pull out the small red package. Were the eggs broken in my final desperate dash for victory. I watch with apprehension as Ms Lyneham unwraps my package, and pulls out one egg, one unbroken egg. 

"Congratulations, Charlie, you have won the race!" exclaims Ms Lyneham with a smile. 

I almost start jumping with joy, but I stop myself to avoid looking like a fool in public. I had won. All those years of running had paid off. Victory had never felt so good. 

Richmond was a poor suburb with many poor people. Back then, many people had died especially because the war had just finished. Charlie’s father had died so their was only his mother and himself to make money for the family.
 
 2. Why did Charlie Feehan enjoy running? 

Initially, it was to keep him warm in the cold weather, but eventually, he finds his talent quite useful and makes money and helps his family.
 
 3. What legacy did Charlie’s father leave him? 

Charlie was left with the responsibility to be “the man” of the family, meaning he had to look after ma and the baby. Charlie also inherited the running boots that his father had.

 

 

List some big/ important choices that you have had to make within your life.

An important choice was moving to Korowa from my old school

Why were these big choices? 

This was a big choice because it would impact my future and my whole education.

Were they difficult to make? Explain why or why not. 

It was a hard decision because my parents (and I) would have to consider many factors. E.g. public transport, location of the school, whether it suited me

What did you factor in or consider in order to make your decision?

I think that I was a bit unsure at first, but the community and the attitude of my peers helped me be certain of myself

What were the consequences of these big decisions that you made? 

I have to wake up early every morning, but I think it is worth it.

Page 3. 
1. Charlie- Charlie won the Ballarat Mile, he lost his father, he has great neighbours, he left his friend (Nostrils) to get bashed.
2. Charlie's Mum- Charlie's Mum was bashed by Mr Peacock, she has to look after Charlie and Jack, she lost her Husband. 

1. The first choice was whether he should go back to help Nostrils get up from falling over or if he should just keep running to safety and leave Nostrils behind. Page 146

2. The second choice was when he was in the bushes and he could see and hear Nostrils and Barlow. He had to decide whether he should go and help Nostrils free or sit and wait for it to be over.  

3. The consequence of the first choice was that Nostrils got beaten up, Charlie regretted not going to help nostrils after he heard the scream. The consequences of the second choice were Nostrils got beaten up, Nostrils had to be rushed to hospital, Charlie was paralysed with shame. These changed the direction of Charlie’s life because he grew to trust Nostrils more and he figured that it was too dangerous to work for Squizzy Taylor.

4. I think that if Charlie made the decision to stay, he would have to run even more dangerous runs and I think after that he would leave because he would realise what he is doing is way to dangerous for him. 

5. If I was in Charlies position, I would leave straight away because risking my friend’s life or mine and our safety for money isn’t smart and there are other ways that are safer to earn money. 

 

Choice 2: Having to decide if he should run and help Nostrils or if should stay safe in the bushes.

 

 

This choice changes the direction of Charlie's life because Charlie decides that working for Squizzy Taylor is too dangerous, so he leaves his job. Also, Nostrils is injured in his ribs and knee, meaning he won't be able to play football for a long time.

 

 

This choice changes the direction of Charlie's life because Charlie decides not to work for Squizzy Taylor anymore.  Also, he decides to go to the hospital with Nostrils.

 

If Charlie had decided to stay with Squizzy, I think he would have still realised how dangerous it is and he would have probably left anyway.

 

If I had been in that position, I would have chosen to stay with Nostrils because he was my friend and you shouldn't abandon him just because he was in danger. I would have definitely stopped working for Squizzy Taylor because it was so dangerous and he was a criminal.

1. What type of a suburb was Richmond? 

Richmond was a cold, poor, a bit run down but had quite a big population living in it. 

2. Why did Charlie Feehan enjoy running? 

He enjoyed running as he got to see the streets of Melbourne running where ever he felt he wanted to run. 

3. What legacy did Charlie’s father leave him? 

Charlie's father left behind his boots/shoes that he gave Charlie to wear. Which Charlie always wore whenever he went for a run by himself or for Squizzy.

 

List some big/ important choices that you have had to make within your life.

Some big choices that I've had to make in my life has been moving to NSW and how I had to cope with these changes what to change about myself and what I was to do in the hard times. Some big decisions was also I was going to 

Why were these big choices? 

These were both big changes as I didn't just do what I thought was better for myself I thought about other and reacted to that which influenced my decisions. 

Were they difficult to make? Explain why or why not. 

The decisions about me moving state was hard because as much as I was sad to move I also tried to be brave and make most out of the years we were there.

What did you factor in or consider in order to make your decision?

I thought about what was best for myself anyhhh6others and how the alternative would make me and others feel.

What were the consequences of these big decisions that you made? 

I felt happy and sad about making these decision but in the end I knew I had done the right thing.

 

2. Why did Charlie Feehan enjoy running? 
 Charlie enjoys running mainly because it keeps him warm when it's cold. He also enjoys the freedom that running can make him feel.

3. What legacy did Charlie’s father leave him? 
 Charlie's father left Charlie his pair of boots, which he gave to him on his deathbed. 
  

These were big choices because they were something that would affect me for the rest of my life. Where I chose to go to school would have an effect on my learning and who my friends were. Learning an instrument would be something that I would be doing for the next few years, or it would possibly be something that I would do for my entire life. My friends would be the people that I support and the people that would support me, and accompany me for the rest of school. Some friends may still be my friends years later. 

The choice of school was difficult, because I was concerned about how it would affect me, and if I would be able to do well there. Learning an instrument was not entirely my choice, and at the time, I just decided to do what my parents said, but it was my choice to continue learning, which wasn't a hard choice because I enjoyed it. 

When I decided to go to Korowa, I had to look at the overall results of students, the opinions of my parents, what the school had to offer etc. At the time, I did not think too much about learning an instrument, but I did have to consider how I would organise my time to make sure I got enough practise. 

 

  When Charlie and Nostrils had delivered the liquor, they bumped into Barlow and his gang. Nostrils started to tease and aggravate Barlow and when Nostrils was going to attack Barlow, he slipped. At that moment he told Charlie to run away. The significant choice that Charlie made was to either run away or stay with Nostrils.

 

  Another significant choice that Charlie made was to go back to find and help Nostrils.

 

  Charlie and Nostrils could both have been beaten up, which would have been worse because it was midnight and no-one would find them for a long time.

  He could have been caught and interrogated like what happened after in the hospital.

  

  Because of the choices that Charlie made, they made him think more of the bigger picture, what was actually happening around him.

 

  If Charlie stayed with Squizzy, he would have been made to take more dangerous errands which could have eventually cost his life.

 

  If I were in Charlie's position, I would have stood by Nostrils and help him get up then escape together.

 

  Richmond was a poor suburb in the early 1900's. The people who lived in the suburb were all very poor which is very different from the Richmond in 2019. 

2. Why did Charlie Feehan enjoy running? 

Charlie enjoyed running because it could help him run away from reality, he could be what he wanted when he ran. Not only was it a source of comfort, but it helped him get rid of the cold dull aches that dug themselves into his bones.

3. What legacy did Charlie’s father leave him? 

 Charlies father left him with the title of 'Man of the House'. His responsibilities were to take care of his Ma and the baby. His father's only gift to him was also a pair of boots.

 

 

 

Moving schools and moving house 

 

They were big choices because I had to leave my friends, and I once had to move cities. Although making new friends wasn't really hard, it was harder to leave friends that I had already made.

 

It was tougher to move schools the first time because it was a whole new experience for me, I left my friends and had to move houses. The most difficult part was to pack everything into boxes.

 

  I could make new friends and have more friends. And I could 

 

  When I moved schools in Year 1, I didn’t have any form of communication so we never met again.

The consequence of leaving nostrils there whilst Barlow was beating him up could of lead to Charlie getting beaten up as well which meant they both wouldn't have been able to get them self to hospital. Because Charlie stayed where he was whilst nostrils was beaten up lead to nostrils getting badly injured and in hospital. The second significant choice that Charlie made was lying to the constable which meant the cop didn’t find out about what Charlie was doing with Mr Squizzy.  

I think that Mr Squizzy would have treated Charlie badly and given him dangerous jobs to do. As in making Charlie take huge amounts of liquor around town and to faraway places. 

I think that I wouldn’t have done the race in the first place. But I wouldn't have agreed to do the dangerous jobs that Charlie did.

Charlie made big decisions one of his decisions that he made was to work for Squizzy Taylor. He put himself and others in risk while he did this. It affected the relationship with his mum as she didn’t trust him to work for him. 

Charlie's mum made an important decisions as to if she was allowing Charlie or not to go work for Squizzy Taylor. She said to Charlie that he was not allowed to work for Squizzy Taylor. This made Charlie have to lie to his mum and put himself and Nostrils in danger if he had listened to his mum in the first place. But as Charlie didn't listen he got himself and Nostrils hurt.

Mr. Peacock treated Charlie's mum really badly. He wasn't a nice, loyal, trustworthy friend and if he had acted differently he would have still been Charlie's family friends. Mr. Peacock made others feel scared, sad and put him in risk of injury. 

Squizzy Taylor made decisions about how he acted towards others and the risk he put others in. He put Charlie in risk and doing dangerous jobs. If Squizzy Taylor didn't treat Charlie that badly Charlie would still have worked for Squizzy Taylor. These decisions also influenced Squizzy Taylor as a person as he didn't have many friends and people got angry with him for Squizzy always asking them for money.

Some decisions the Mr. Redmond made was that he supported and encouraged Charlie within his training throughout running and boxing. Mrs. Redmond was always supporting Charlie and helping his family with food and anything else they needed. If Mr. Redmond hadn't helped Charlie train Charlie wouldn't have entered the race and he wouldn’t have gotten his strength and flexibility. 

Alice made important decisions with Charlie and her dad. She supported Charlie and helped him complete in the Ballarat Mile. She also supported her dad in his issues with money. This influenced her dad as he felt cared for and Alice helped Charlie by helping him win the Ballarat Mile. 

 

2.    It was big because there were lots of school options and it would be the school I was at for the rest of my school years. 

3.    Yes, it was difficult because there were a lot of things that weighed into this decision for example, my brother and I would go to different school.

4.    How close it is from home, the academic results of Korowa, the opportunities provided, the friendly community and supporting teachers.

5.    Some positive consequences are that I have made so many amazing friends and learnt so much and a negative one is that my brother and I are not going to be at the same school.

 

List some big/ important choices that you have had to make within your life.
A big choice I have had to make before was running for House Captain because if I got it, it would mean everyone in that house would expect me to be really good at everything.

 

Why were these big choices? 
This was a big choice because it would mean I would have to be very organised and work well with my other house captain and teachers.

Were they difficult to make? Explain why or why not. 
This was a difficult decision became I didn’t know if I wanted to have all the pressure on me. Also it would mean I would have to put a lot of effort into it to be able to run house meetings every Friday and organise fundraisers and having to keep my homework under control as well.

What did you factor in or consider in order to make your decision?
Some things I considered were how much effort and time I would have to put into this if I got the position. 

 

What were the consequences of these big decisions that you made? 

Some positive consequences were how many new friends I made from different year levels, it helped me become more confident, it helped me be more organised and it was a great experience. 

Richmond was the type of suburb that contained two very different lifestyles. One with the rich, warm, dry, upper-class people and the other, with the cold, starving, poor, lower-class people.  These lower-class people, they had to struggle just to get by, while the upper-class people were able to afford luxuries such as the theatre, having a fire and eating food.

 

 

Charlie Feehan first started running just to keep himself warm. Because he lived in the slums, his family did not have the money to buy wood for a fire. After he had been running for a few nights, his feet and legs began to want more and more. He started to run as far as he could.

 

 

Charlie's father left him the legacy of his boots. Although they were old and falling apart, they allowed Charlie to be able to run. He also left him the responsibility of being the man of the house, so having to take care of his mother and little brother and making sure that they were fed, warm and dry.