Sue Wootton

It’s Labour Day in New Zealand. This is the long weekend that announces the approach of summer. It’s time to pack away the winter duvet, dust off the camping equipment, sort out the seed potatoes and find your dibbler – you do remember where you put your dibbler, right?
However you spend the day, the public holiday is a reminder to honour the dignity and meaning of work. So whether you’re rostered on or enjoying a break, we recommend the following articles about working in healthcare,
- A privileged job by Jillian Sullivan
- In praise of Ronnie the nurse by Peter Wells
- A lesson from Africa by Mary Morseth
- Do you have anything for me to see? by Janine Winters
- A career in medical oncology by David Perez
- Choosing Paediatrics as a career in medicine by John Clarkson
Sue Wootton is co-editor of Corpus.


During her recent trip to the United Nations, New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern used her speech to recommit the government to making New Zealand the “best place in the world to be a child”, ensuring that:
As a nutrition student, I have developed an immense appreciation for food and have become infinitely grateful for the role that nutrients play in keeping us alive and healthy. So I was very surprised when my younger sister fell ill with anorexia nervosa. She had watched a set of emotive health documentaries and had read numerous articles that slam key dietary components such as sugar, while promoting healthy eating and weight loss. This prompted her to follow a so-called “healthy diet” with the aim of losing weight. This shocked me because my sister already had a slim figure and had never been one to care about her health.
As a nine and ten year old I spent six months in the local Children’s Hospital in Aberdeen. Rheumatic fever was one of the nasties at that time, and a number of the children in the ward were victims, all of us on bed rest, the treatment at that time. One method of self-amusement was reading. The Dimsie books, by Dorita Fairlie Bruce, were among the one or two books a week that my favourite aunt brought in for me.

Much has been written about how the arts and humanities can contribute to our understanding of life, but little (if anything) about the positive effects of video games. Having been an avid player of World of Warcraft for ten years I would like to write about the lessons of how to live well that I have gained from spending my time in this activity (as of this moment: 224 days, 19 hours, 20 minutes, and 40 seconds on my main character or ‘main’).