I was on the phone with mum.

‘Do you eat vegemite, Joan?’ mum said.

‘No, I don’t. But Damjan eats it sometimes,’

‘I didn’t like vegemite too,’ she continued. ‘But a while ago, you left a jar of vegemite at our place and I tried it. Now I like it.’

‘It’s just like putting soy sauce on bread!’ I exclaimed.

‘I like it.’

‘You’re a real Aussie now, mum.’

‘Yes, I’m an Aussie.’