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The Brussels Post, 1975-08-06, Page 2Amen by Karl Schuessler I've learned a lot these last two weeks--at one of these principals' courses given at the universities during the summer. Now before I go on any further, let me straighten something out. I'm not taking the course. I'm helping to give this course. I say helping because they're twelve of us on the staff. And we're conducting sessions in leadership training with 150 school princi- pals or prospective principals. That Sunday evening when we got together for the first time, we had a chance to look each other over. We sipped wine and nibbled at cheese. We played a getting- to-know-you game called Bteast- plate. We wrote our name on a big sheet of poster paper. And answered all kinds of questions about ourselves. We put our answers in appropriate places on the paper with our big bold printing. We wrote down when we were born, at what age we -learned to swim, when we learned the facts of life, who our first date was, what our hobbies were, and who'd we go to when we were in trouble. We named and ntimber- ed all our fancily back home. We told what we thought we were good in. What our specialities were that we could share with the group for the coming -Weeks. We wore our breastplates as we mixed and socialized that evening And We ended up by putting our breatplates on the Wall. Tacking them up and hanging Out ourselv- es on this one piece of paper for all to see. I learned a lot from those breastplates. And I learned a lot more in the following days-- through all the give and take, Teaching's like that. You learn as much--or more--than your stu- dents. As I say, I learned a lot these last ten days. And I learned plenty these last ten nights, too. I learned I really don't need eight hours of sleep each night. I learned I could get by with two pairs of walking shorts and four tee shirts a week. I learned always to carry a glass in my suitcase. When I cam home for that first weekend, my wife thought I was eating sensibly when she saw three oranges in my suitcase. Then she saw the glass. The bottle opener. The corkscrew. "That's on the extra curricular program, dear", I said, We just finished week two, And as I say, I'm learning lots. Fin learning how to organize btg . tours, How to rent a bus fot an excursion to Grand Bend. I'm learning how to buy block ticket seats for theatre play's', I'm learning how to sell thetti too, How to apply people-pressure to get everyone to go. I'M learning that a school teacher does get a good salaty, Etititigh to put a swimming• pool in his backyard. And I learned that' can swim in his pool for three hours without coming out once, And I'm learning how I haven't' made all that much of myself, Not stacked up against another staff man. He works full time and on the side, runs a hundred and fifty acre farm, operates a private tennis club, dabbles in real estate and writes novels in his spare time—and gets them published' He paints a pretty oil picture too. .They're hanging all over his house. I learned that I wished I was sixteen again when I played tennis with his son. I wanted to be skinny like him, with a Pod hitting arm and with a high ambition to become a tennis boo I'm learning how not to get los In the crowd when we go 00 outings. "Be sure to hang onto the rope", one of the teachers said in a high mocking voice, I'm learning how to ?Ian picnics. And how to plan reunions How not to let a good relationship die; How to arrange a two day get together next month for our first, annual principals' course reun ion learning. I'm learning: Maybe my mother was ,rtglit after all, She usually worried lot. Thought I'd learn more after school than during. Dear mother! May you rest .1 0 peace. And dear me! May I resql one piece—when this leadership coderenee ends in two woks. A cia awn urs Ea eryc Thr' owns Ws( ng met peril Anse ougi ri GO1 crop helc inte and COI ghter cWhin in Fan edical 75, Coi IdatA estern ployet echoic moda r.41' d%; witship 06. Co Josep esday e!eiteS all; ilril tlOvk het' hot Lotid , At. 4daY 'a! 11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111,111111111111111111111111111111 II1111111I1iii.I 1111111111111111111+11111111 1111111111111111111111 Pickle Time 1111115111M11111011.1111111•111P 1172 Brussels Post DRUSSELS WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 6, 1975 ONTARIO Serving Brussels and the surrounding community. Published each Wednesday afternoon at Brussels, Ontario by McLean Bros. Publishers, Limited. Evelyn Kennedy - Editor Dave Robb - Advertising • Member Canadian Community Newspaper Association and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association. Subscriptions (in advance) Canada $6.00 a year, Others $8.00 a year, Single Copies 15 cents each. Noise pollution Why should Joe Wheels, driving a roaring sports car or motorbike, be allowed to bombard the ears of a peace-loving public? Right now, he's within his rights. But he's operating on borrowed time. New federal /provincial anti-noise laws are now in effect, or soon will be, as environment ministries crack down on the vroom-vroom offenders. In fact, ALL gasoline-powered vehicles will be primary targets of general noise control measures. These will aim both to hush mechanical equipment (particularly those super-loud "mufflers"!) and curtail show-off driving habits. How can such laws be enforced? One plan is to set up a portable meter, like an aural who trap, to record sound levels. Noise-makers exceed legal limits will be summoned. However, don't • expect that such steps will suddenly bring idyllic quiet throughout the land. To be practical, noise control must be enforced by stages. For while all new motors are due to conform to legal specifications, older motors can't be quieted without costly modifications. Nevertheless, relief from irritating traffic noise is in sight. Meantime, what can be dope now to reduc e its main causes? Drivers can be encouraged to avoid jack-rabbit starts.And, wherever sound-testing centres are available, drivers can have their vehicles rated and take corrective measures where indicated. Finally, manufacturers of cars and accessories should stop catering to the young drag-racing, Indianapolis-style driver who causes accidents, wastes fuel and shatters eardrums. Contributed To the editor Brussels in beautiful part of Ontario Dear Mrs. Kennedy: Brussels is situated in such a. beautiful district of Ontario. I have been wishing I had a chance to be in yotir town for a few hours and would call at your office and pay for a renewal of your paper but decided I could not. wait any longer so I am sending a cheque. I hope this is satisfactory. I do look forward every week to receive the Brussels Post. Sincerely, Olive Gallaher Erin,Ont.