FC: The Australian Gold rush- My story
1: Hello, my name is Iris- Rose Finnegan, my father and I are coming over to Australia, to dig for gold. My fathers name is Seamus Finnegan. He is a very strong, decent man and he is my father. We are coming over together, just me and my father. My mother died when i was 13 years old, she died of TB. We are from Ireland, I am 16 years old and we are hoping to find some gold, this is my story! | My Journey Over
2: We arrived in Ballarat 1853 | Walking through the Gold fields | We are here finally!
3: It is compulsory to have a permit, so as soon as we had arrived we went to the bank to receive one, as we needed one to receive permission to dig on the gold fields..
4: Camp | We camped in small tents, they where by the gold fields, and there where dozens around us. | Just Arriving
5: As soon as we got to Batavia we decided to do Alluvial mining because it is cheaper and we don't have enough money for shaft. Father and i bought six bags of tea and six bags of flour. then father bought 20 pounds of sugar, and a barrel of beer.
6: We are ready to dig! | The town is hectic, father is stressing, we have heard of more and more robberies, this all can mean only one thing, it's the height of the gold rush. Every bod in Ballarat is striking gold, father and I haven't even dug yet. But now fathers says he's ready I am hoping for some luck!
8: Tools | The tools we needed to do Alluvial ming was a pan, a pick, a shovel and a cradle
9: Father was hoping for nuggets of gold but i knew at first we'd only get small bits worth a few pounds each.. By now we had only made 14 pounds and 8 shilling. I hadn't dug yet but i didn't want to dig around all the rude, revolting drunk men. Today was the day I was to dig, as i found a group of women huddling around the lake about my age, they had all migrated from different countries just like me, some from England, some from Ireland, some from China, japan and even North America.. We arranged to dig around the lake today, using our pan's to sieve the gold from the sand.
10: So far i had found just as much as my father, who hadn't found much. | One of the girls struck 300 pounds worth of gold. She was screaming with joy once she had sieved it out of the water | Father had, had a little bit more progress after finding some gold worth of sixty pounds or so.
11: The town was getting busier and busier. Everything was getting hectic, the town was flooding with different emigrants. This is what father called the birth of multiculturalism.
12: We've Struck Gold! | We have finally struck gold and made our fortune, father took me out to the lake and we went for a swim and I came across a nugget worth of 356 pounds and 8 shillings!
13: Happy diggings!
14: Its home now!
15: Father decided that Australia should be home now, as we have nothing back in Ireland, except a life filled with, hunger, crime and homelessness. So father would like to rebuild our lives and stay here, in Australia. It's home now!.
16: Home sweet Home
17: Father was right when he said it would be difficult to find a home. It took us months, and the house isn't very nice. It will do though, at least we won't be homeless.