In August, I voted in a federal election for the very first time.
I was very excited and wanted to make sure I did it just right, so I researched every single candidate. That may not sound like much to you, so let me tell you how it works in Australia. There are two ballots, one for the House of Representatives and one for the Senate. There were three people running for the House of Representatives in my electorate, so sorting that part out was fairly easy. (Especially as I had Some Issues with two of the candidates. Ahem.) But there were eighty-four people running for the senate in my state of New South Wales. Now, for the Senate ballot you can vote above the line or below the line. When you vote above the line, you pick your party and your preferences fall in line with theirs. You can easy look up the preference deals that every party has lodged. Independents and such don’t get a say above the line. Alternatively, you can vote below the line and number every single individual. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but that’s the jist of it. Of course, because I was ridiculously excited, I had to vote below the line. So let’s just say that planning out the order of my preferences took me quite a while.
I went in to vote and was met by how-to-vote volunteers for the three major parties, the Liberal Party, (who are the major conservative party, just to confuse you) the Australian Labor Party (who – spoiler! – won the election, and are to the left of the Liberals) and the Australian Greens (who are exactly what you’d gather from the name). It was actually really beautiful to see them all work together so well and be so pleasant to each other, rivals though they were. They really cared about what they were doing, and that this young person have a great first voting experience. It was heartwarming to see how happy they all were for me and it made the day really special.
I went in there, and I got a sore neck from filling in those eighty-four boxes, and checked it all over painstakingly to make sure I had it right. The best bit was putting the candidates for the One Nation party, that bastion of mindblowing racism, at numbers 83 and 84 respectively.
I’m grinning hugely just thinking back to the moment I took a breath and put my ballot papers through their slots. That was my vote making my little contribution to the nation I live in. I’ve rarely been so proud. I walked out of there with the six ‘I voted!’ stickers I was given – yeah, they were really happy for me – which was kind of fabulous.
Got any moments of voting pride you wish to share?