From Wikipedia on Christmas Island, in the sea between Australia and Indonesia:
It has a unique natural topography and is of immense interest to scientists and naturalists due to the number of species of endemic flora and fauna which have evolved in isolation and undisturbed by human habitation.
Birds of Christmas Island: here.
What a shame to make such a beautiful island a scene of imprisonment for people who did not commit a crime, and of torture.
By Anna Samson from Australia:
Christmas Island, 2800 kilometres north-west of Perth, 2500 kilometres from Darwin and 500 kilometres from Singapore, is one of Australia’s most remote Indian Ocean territories.
It is where many asylum seekers first make their refugee claims.
But since the 2001 arrival of the Tampa and the island’s excision from Australia’s migration zone, the island has been pivotal to the Howard government’s heartless response to asylum seekers.
[I] visited Christmas Island in February to assess the offshore processing centre and the new, maximum security lock up.
See also here.
The Australian Human Rights Commission has slammed the Canberra government for detaining child refugees in a crowded detention camp on remote Christmas Island: here.
Inside Christmas Island refugee jail: here.
Christmas Island crabs at mercy of crazy ants: here.
Dear Kitty. Some blog 
We are refugees
27 February 2010
No … politeness, happiness, humanity
Have … pain, sorrow, suffering
Nobody is here … to love us
Nobody is here … to be honesty
We are suffering without love
We were expecting politeness
We were looking for humanity. But
We couldn’t see it, anywhere
We also couldn’t see the dream
We are suffering difficulties for a long time
We faced so many sorrows in our country
Even we can’t tell anything about our past life
We can’t explain in a word.
We wanted to escape from our country
We looked to Australia to save our life
We became as refugees and orphans
How to explain our difficulties?
We are thinking our family’s sorrow will not finish
Like unceasing waves can never be stable
Nobody understands about our situation
Nobody considers our sorrow
They ordered:
“Don’t go out, even to pray to God”
“Don’t go to oval”
“Don’t explain your situation to others”
“Don’t talk about your sorrow”
“We don’t consider anyone because you are refugees in Christmas Island”
Kokalan
[The author of this poem is imprisoned in Alpha Compound, Christmas Island.]
From: Cultural Dissent, Green Left Weekly issue #828 3 March 2010.
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