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Wingham Advance-Times, 1981-10-21, Page 16dl it'll Advance -Times, October 21, 1981. jiTjonIon Slain for what? On October 6 the world was filled with mixed emotions as one of this era's greatest enforcers of peace was slain. Anwar Sadat was killed in one of the cruellest attacks on a political leader. The varied emotions aroused by his death were those of happiness and sad- ness. Some of the Arab countries were relieved by the news of his deatbfor they did not share his goals. How- ever, those ill -regarded reactions were less dom- inant than those of sorrow. Leaders in Western and European countries mourned his death. President Sadat laboured many years to make Egypt a productive, wealthy nation. After this task was success- fully completed, he under- took the ultimate , chore of establishing a peaceful My point of view THE MALE DESIRE; FAST WHEELS Fast wheels! The desire of almost every teenage male. The desire to slide in behind the wheel of a hot car. To feel the roar of power from a souped up V-8 and to hear the scream of rubber on pave- ment as he shoves •the gas pedalto the -floor. Once our young `driver, through months of saving, se rimping, and selling, has a ear, fast or . not, his first impulse is to . "burn down " main drag" and show off his new possession. If, however, .our: young driver "has a "set of hot wheels", his first impulse • maybe to imitate his favour- ite show, "The Dukes of Hazard' is `to'' speed down main street, ::get the police to chase him, pull a few 180 degree turns, drive through a haystack, jump a river and trick the cops into slashing ' up their cruiser. All this, however, usually fails and our happy-go-lucky speedster usually finds him- self looking at- a pile of twisted'. metal and . juvenile court.. Then there is the small group' of teenagers that set their sights a little higher, than an American produc: tion car, like a Porsche, Lamborghini or, Jaguar. After all, setting your sights high never hurt anyone .. in my point of. view. By Clint Pewtress relationship with Israel, once.. Egypt's main enemy. He placed all admiration and - respect he had obtained from the Arab countries in jeopardy ; also, he,., antici- pated rejection of such a peace treaty between Israel and Egypt. However, believ- ing that his actions were in Egypt's best interests, he forged ahead with his plan and came away in 1979 front Washington, D.C. with a proclamation of peace signed by himself and Mena - chem Begin. Anwar Sadat, by his courageous efforts, was able to create a contract of peace with Isreal before he died. Fortunately, he saw his goal form a binding pact (which is much more than many leaders who have perished before the travail of their prosaic purposes have been fulfilled. ) I'm sure that Anwar Sadat would be proud of his political followers' decision to respect his devotion towards peace and abide by policies already established. Anwar Sadat died an ironic death. He Lived for peace and died by violence. What was he slain for? For everything he believed in! By Caroline Mulvey Student. interviews What would you like for a " main course lunch in the. cafeteria? "Food," Anonymous. • "Steak, potatoes, gravy, peas, corn, strawberry shortcake," Liz W. "Kentucky duck and zoodles," Bonnie B. 10A. "Headcheese and horse- , radish on -rye," Anonymous. "Something edible," Jim MC1 ,.. L,V "Pizza," Donna Higgins. "Macaroni," ' Lorne Pennington. 9H. By Nancy Moore AGAIN You were gone for so long. Tll}en, I could forget you. But you carpe back And opened all the love I had for you. My heart almost stopped When I saw -your face.' Again Dike a million times before. You smiled at me. Again. And all the love I lack for you, Came rushing back. • Again: —By L.B. 11 Editorial Life is so fragile Human life is so fragile. Little do some people realize how easily a life can be "snuffed out", how precious living is. The morning off June 28, 1981, as I scowled over the breakfast dishes, I heard nine words, I'll never forget: "Terry Fox, dead, at the age off 22". My heart stopped for a brief eternity, my hands trembled as I realized what I had heard. Age 22? What little time Terry had on earth, but the last few months of his life were lived to the fullest. Terry lost his right leg to cancer: an active athlete, suddenly handicapped. Terry's running days were over, it seemed, but really they had just begun again. If this had been me, I'm sure I would have lain on my bed, never showing my face to the outside world. Terry wasn't stopped at all though. There must have been moments when he crumbled and broke into tears, but he decided to do something with his life. He kept right on living., something people with two legs don't have the energy to do at times. As Terry began his Mara- thon of Hope across Canada, I never thought much of it. Why should I have? I didn't know the guy. More or less, I had the attitude of, "I don't care." Talk about ignorant! As Terry continued to hop inn one leg, .a prothesis, and a few whispered words of en- couragement, I began to realize just what he was up to. It slowly dawned on me • that there was a method to his madness. To run 26 miles each day on two legs is in . itself a feat, but ,to . run 26 miles each day on one' leg was something I.found hard to grasp. To- jog across Canada, • 'ha'ndicapped no less; to gather money for cancer research and not take anyfor,himself, he had to be either crazy or, very gener= ous. It's not hard to determine what Terry's motive, for running across the country was. You don't find many people who give everything -they have and never take. I'm sure most people in Canada including me, don't use half or a third of their potential. If something seems too hard. to accom- plish, I shrug my shoulders and say, "Forget it!" Terry Fox .could easily, very easily, have said that and lain in bed `till he died. He didn't though. He. decided to BUT WILL THEY 1-lT?--Jon and Jack Bateson discuss -the merits of a pair of soccer shoes, which were among the items offered for sale at the Armouries by the Junior Citizens Saturday. help others in need and what better way to spend your life! Maybe, ,:just maybe, Terry's funds will find the key to curing cancer. It. just may happen some day. It has to happen. The scientist who discovers the cure will be a national hero, too. That same person will have the satisfaction of knowing that she (or maybe he) usedthe best of her ability like Terry. Perhaps then, the words that Terry spoke, will come true, not just for him but for all cancer victims: "Some- where the hurting must stop . On the ball Probably somewhere through your school career you have met up with an individual who always seems to know what he is doing and where he is going, but when it comes right down to it he is aimlessly up a creek without a paddle. These individuals can casually say, "Yeah . right" or, "I think I know where you're coming from," up to 50 times a day or even more. They always appear to be on the ball, but sometimes the ball is just full of hot air, How do I know so much about these individuals you' -tisk? Well it just 'so happens I can fit into this stereotype quite nicely. Actually, these people are not all bad. In fact, they can almost be an individual of great merit and could even be cherished. They always get their work done. Even if it's not done right, it's still done. These people float through life never really grasping. the full meaning of anything, but they don't usually care, so. why should anyone else? These individuals are more than just a "jack of all trades", they are a very important force 'in our society. Why else do we see so many politicians, leaders and heads of state fall' into this category? When you '.think about it, there is nothing seriously wrong with ' only knowing what's happening part of the time: The' only time this is very harrnful is a test; project or, heaven forbid, an exam. People can accept these individuals quite readily since they are so numerous in number. Either that or they'll just think you're on something. By Grace Schmidt The GeOpeVine h! i Sts X• eek we met the 1y wonderful etty Peevishville:' mother Matilda, Other Ted. Now; we i►ue the never -end - f "As the School morning Petty nvor1{i dressed, feeling mot'd y lie taking on the she fof a first day of hili r3 001. She wore her brand;new blue dress and set out.dow*:the lane as she saw the'*..:ntproa chi ng. It lifea a long drive from r s, Pett place to F. E. Madill Seco** School and she really hoped that her best friend,Jaris had saved her a seat -Thetis stopped. Petty rte: cliffibeitttp the steps and foulttd, ris sitting in the frontseat with her recent Plaine;laTob( Maxwell. After one fir ni look at Janis, PettY.glanced around to see if she kite* anyone else who would offer her a seat. One rather shy boy was sitting qy himself looking out the window' of the bus. Since the t 'had already started moving,,' Petty decided to chance , it and sat down beside the guy. my naive's Petty. Peevishville," Petty said. "Yeah," replied the boy. With one bored glance her way, .the boy turned back to thewindoiir. So Petty decided' to bejust as thoughtless as he and ignored the guy sit- ting besideher, completely. Because She was ignoring hiin, Petty. did not notice the guy casually glancing in her direettion,=noting every detail of her face and figure. Every time • she would lookup, though, he would quickly tarn away, and continue gaking oat the window. r. icsf.- As they pulled up , in front of F. E. Madill•SS, Petty col- lected her lunch and' was ready, to stand up and walk off the bus when someone touched her arm..She;turned. around to find' the guy who was sittingbeside her smiling; she :smiled back and again proceeded to leave. The guy leaned over: "The name's ' Rodney Rot- tingdale, see ya later." A perfectly peachy Purple and White Day was held October 8 at F. E. Madill. Many students decked `them- selves out with purple um- brellas, pompons, shoes and various accessories. Out- standing students were Rob Henderson and ,Jo -Anne Henry. Several homerooms had 100 per cent purple and white attendance-. It ap- peared as if purple and white fever was very much alive and healthy. School spirit doesn't seem to be dead yet. The next school dance is to be held October 23 from 9 to 12. The band will be "Sheriff", a five -man band which sings top 40 hits from the last five years to the present. This band also plays original works and is not a nostalgic group. Right now "Sheriff" is playing in high schools and hotels. It is to cut an album in Florida sometimg in Nov- ember and December. A tour in Texas and Japan is also on the agenda. "Sheriff" is noted as having one of the _�es� sound systems avail- able. It puts on an energetic performance and is one of Canada's up-and-coming rock bands. This dance should be really good and the student body should attend this great opportunity, After all, when this band "Bits the big time" and is rich and famous, the students are not going to be able to see them so' easily. Picture yourself trying to obtain a ticket for a sold -out "Sheriff" concert. This band has really got what it takes. at that-), sha left ;to gest her afternoon binder from her locker. • So far she had enjoy .d all her: classes, Art was,her-fav, write and. E gllsh plllued ip a good Close second, The afternoon wet*'very well and Petty managed. to find the bus by following few of the people she remembered who had been on it. She was rather'mad that Jaris hadn't been in any. of her classes and hadn't even thought to look for her at lunch. "Petty! Hey Petty, wait!" a voice shouted. "What do you want, Jaris?" Petty said without enthusiasm. The rest of the day went relatively well. Petty found her homeroom without any trouble but lost her way to her classes quite often. At lunchtime, she made her. way to the cafeteria with -her box lunch and, with a sigh, discovered an empty chair at one of the tables: She had heard about the mad rush for chairs so she made, a dash for it, only to find her hand .on top of someone else's. "Well, look who happens to turn up again."• Petty looked up to discover a familiar face staring down at her. "Hi, 'Rodney," she said. ."Here, you take this chair and, as long as Mr. Wood isn't looking, I'll grab that One rade overniner theinoniwit.the little " th Petty satdown and wat- ched Rodney walk over and pull the chair out from under a short little'. kid with red hair. The boy fell over, yelled something • in a language Petty had .heard her father use. upofn'hitting his hand with aha'mmer, and made a fist at Rodney who just laughed at him. The poor kid ran out of the cafe- teria and slowly his friends followed him. "Did you see that kid, run?" asked Rodney. "That was mean; ,that poor kid is only in grade nine like you andme'." "Grade mit" Rod exclaimed. -ribistee?ll! girl•, I'mney no niner-shiner. Orrin grade eleven and loving every minute of it. Gosh, was that kid ever scared! What a laugh! " "I still don't think that was funny, After all, I'm in grade nine too. Are you going to pull the chair out from under me, too?" "Oh, just forget about it; I'm starving; let,seat." About 10 Minutes later Petty had finished and, after thanking Rodney for getting her a chair (and he grinned "Hey what's -eating you?" "You .know right. well.! You're not in any of my classes and, I couldn't find you at lunch!" "You didn't want, to find me at lunch; you were quite well entertained with that guy sitting ' beside - you. That's the same guy you sat with on the bus, right?" "Yes, he's really nice, found me a seat, two times, in fact." "Two times, in fact . . Hey Toby, I'm over here! Catch you later, Petty. Toby, will you wait?!!" Jaris went running toward the bus and Petty slowly fol- lowed. She got on the bus and found an empty seat about half way back. As she got herself settled, a voice said from above her: "Could I sit here?" Noting that voice exactly, Petty looked at the familiar face ' then looked out the window, and back at the face with a bored expression on her own face. Then she burst out laughing . and . said: "Sure, yeah,it down." . STAY ' TONED NEXT WEEK; When Pettygoesouton her :. first date. When Petty decides that she likes Rodney more than she should. When Rodneydecides that he likes Petty more than he should. • And who thinks they wrote this script. By Fred Just F. K. .1. R. Solomon DARIN HICKEY Qf the Winglla i Junior Cilizena closes a a with arc, group's fundraising:;sale Oeild:'Saturday at the Armourl s VALERIE GOOD & SHARON SCHANK browse throughthe merchandise at garage sale held Saturday hi the Wingham Armouries by'the Junior Citizens.. the 1 am proud to nominate of Birthdate Address for a 1981 Ontario Junior Citizen of the Year Award (Plead* enclose a seperate sheet telling why you believe an award Is deserved). My name is I- Address Phone No Name of this newspaper NOMINATIONS CLOSE DECEMBER 1ST, 19111 m -r for Ontario •JuniorCitIzens of the Year The purpose This program will be inaugurated in Ontario to provide recognition for outstanding achievements or acts of courage and initiative, by boys and girls between the ages of six and eighteen years. It will include individual awards presented for meritorious conduct, and special group awards for recognition of the efforts of young people throughout the communities of the province. The reason Extraordinary deeds of Ontario boys and gi.rIS are often performed within the community. We need you, the local nominators and newspaper editors, to bring these outstanding young people to our attention, so that we will be able to give them the honour and public recognition, which they so richly deserve. Who is eligible Young individuals who have performed acts of heroism, perhaps endangering their own lives, overcoming disabling physical or psychological handicaps to match or exceed their peers, or being involved in some worthwhile communiity -Service endeavour:: For further Information contact y t:ur local newspaper or Ontario Wee, ; Newspapers Association, Tel: 1 -800-268.8084 for a brochure. A COMMUNITY PROJECT OF CP AIR AND THIS NEWSPAPER. ebeatm • +.�..:itnja titanctri'� i i P.O. Box 390 Winghom, Ontario NOG 2W0 [Acp CP end 0 enc registered ,,edcalarka of Canadian Pacific t.lrnlrad.