It took one of the most horrible events in Tasmanian history for me to realise how good humanity can be.
in 1996, a lone gunman killed 35 people at Port Arthur, Tasmania's most popular tourist attraction. It was Tasmania's darkest hour.
But I believe that the evil acts of one man were outshone by the numerous acts of courage that occured that day.
In the cafe, men threw themselves protectively over women without a thought to their own safety,
the manager of the cafe risk her life to warn people outside of the danger (she ended up being shot in the leg),
ambulance drivers drove through a hail of bullets to get to the victims rather than add several minutes to their journey by using another safer road
A nurse, left a place of safety, and ran towards the Broad Arrow Cafe. She had no idea where the gunman was but she knew that people were severely injured in the cafe. As she ran across the bridge she was terrified that she would be gun down, but desire to help people pushed her on.
All this acts showed the true face of humanity.