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Sugar and Spice
By Bill Smiley
Thanks for the plan
Reaction from local people to the exhibit which
outlined the secondary plan for Brussels at the
Library last week was mostly favourable, according
to Huron County planners. This reaction is only
natural from Brussels residents because, on the
whole, the plan undoubtedly will improve village life.
When the plan is finally passed by Brussels
Council and the Ontario Municipal Board,
development in Brussels will be orderly and
controlled. The province's prettiest village will look
even lovelier when park land is developed for public
use on both sides of the Maitland as it flows through
here.
Local people have been assured that any areas
which do not presently conform to what the plan
proposes will be left as they are for quite some time.
After it comes into effect the plan will be publically
reviewed every year so that desirable changes can be
proposed and made.
The plan will be flexible, but at the same time it
will offer guidelines for anyone• planning commercial
industrial or residential development in the village.
These guidelines will insure that future growth in
Brussels is in the best interests of the most people.
The planners have done a good job. Reeve Jack
McCutcheon and the members of the Brussels
Council should also be congratulated for requesting
the Brussels plan and for making us the second
Huron County village to have a plan prepared. But
some of the credit also should go to the people of
Brussels who have attended meetings, worked on
committees and given ideas and suggestions on all
sections, of the plan.
I
this is exactly the way yeitt iifre' been treating ineiii
This week I'll deal with several topics,
none of them related, but each of them an
aspect of the peculiar world we inhabit in
1974. •
Why do so many young people want to
go into teaching? There's, no real future
in it financially, very little hope of finding a
job after teacher training, and only an
infinitesimal hope of becoming important.
famous, or even notorious.
Yet the teachers' colleges keep pouring
out thousands of eager and talented young
people with a flaming desire to be
teachers.
We had two openings for English
teachers on our staff this year, and
received a pile of applications up to your
knees. And these aren't duds. who have
been weeded out of the profession because
of incompetence. They arc the cream of
the crop, highly qualified, many with some
years of experience, sonic with extra
degrees.
There's a.certain amount of security in a
teaching job, and the holidays are pretty
good. But if you want security; go into the
bank, and if holidays are your, chief
concern, go on welfare.
Teaching has its rewards and satis-
factions, but it's a wearing, grinding life,
physically and emotionally. I feel sorry for
all those excellent young people trying so
desperately to get a toe-hold in the
profession. I wouldn't suggest to my worst
enemy that he (or she) go into teaching.
It would be the equivalent of saying:
"Get thee to a nunnery." Strangely
enough; I like it. But then, I got into the
game back in the days when there was 'a
frantic shortage of teachers, and they were
taking any old scruff who could stand up in
front of a class.
they're as far out of touch with public
opinion as usual.
The Liberals have had two shots at it,
and have proved little except that they
can't do much about anything. Their policy
seems to be to cover the wounds with
talettiii powder when the patient is
bleeding to death.
The Conservatives; in the last eighteen
months in opposition, have not exactly set
the 'house on fire, which might be the best
and only way they could get the attention of
the electorate.
The NDPhas had the best of the deal in
the last parliament, letting the Liberals
pull their chestnuts out of the fire and
squelching any possibility of a Tory blaze
by voting with the government,. The party
has shown more politics. that, statesman-
ship, and an 'almost repulisve enjoyment of
power..
This titrie around we need there than a
_shrug, a mumble. or a striatniy washing of
bands. We need a government with the
guts to govern, And the chances of getting:
it ftbiri the talent on display :SeditS
Personally. I'd vote for Joe Stalin if lie
could do something about inflation, and
I'm sure' enrugh other people would to put
him in the P.M.'s chair.
Last. week h chanced to look at the price
of a small can of bully beef. Seven ounces,
82 cents., This means, roughly, that a
pound of that smashed-up mess of meat,
gristle, fat, and the odd bit of bone from
thirdratc cattle, costs about $1.85. There is.
something rotten in the state of Argentina.
I am utterly appalled by our grocery
bills, and can't help thinking that there is a
grand rip-off in there some where. The
farmers aren't getting it, and the chain
stores claim they aren't. But someone is.
My heart bleeds for the large family on a
low income. The working man demands
higher wages and is not even holding his
own when he gets them. We're headed for
a depression, chaps. Your dollar of a
couple of decades ago is worth fifty cents
today, and may be worth forty cents next
week.
Now i'll turn my attention to something
closer to home. And closer is the word. I
can hear my grandbaby from all the way
downstairs, bellowing with brazen lungs
for his dinner.
He's the handsomest boy baby I've ever
laid eyes on. Huge dark eyes, and a grin
that would melt a Mother Superior.
But his mother has some odd ideas. She
has some good ones, too, like feeding him
mother's milk, on which he is waxing into a
butterball
However, she wants to bring him up the
way the Indians and Eskimaux do, Pick
him up when he cries;feed him when he's
hungry; play with him when he's bored,
Never speak crossly or punish,
He's a "good" baby, Sleeps a lot,
chuckles a lot, kicks a lot, plays with his
hands. When his mother is around.
Twice in .the last three days, I've offered
to babysit. while his Mum went to a show.
No problem, Baby sound asleep after a
good solid dinner from the twill founts of
life: And if he does wake up, ole Grandad
can always amuse him with songs and witty'
sayings:
Thirty. minutes after his Mum is out of
the house, he wakes up. With despair
hear it build to a full-throated bellow that
would suggest the imp is being martyred at
the stake by the Iroquois.
Pick him up, dandle him, jig him, sing
to 'Ant i talk thy version of Chinese to him,
Always a great hit when '-Mum's around.
No dice.
He wants grub, and I ain't plumbed tight
for it, An hour and a half of taunt
changing diapers., blowing on his belly,
kitching and cooing, Nothing works: His'
Mum comes home, whips, out the,
equipment and the little devil is asleep
ten minutes, and sleeps all night.
So, Here are my predictions, AtiOthet:'
minority government, a major depreSSibit,
and a spoiled , kid,.
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