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Page 10 January 1985 Cassiar Courier, .

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round Cassiar Secondary School

By David Hogg |

School re-opens Monday, January 7th, 1985.
Hopetully students will have enjoyed the Christ-
mas break and will be anxious to resume their
studies. Parents, I’m sure, have enjoyed having
their youngsters at home sharing in the festive
season.

Term Two ends officially February Ist. Stu-
dents will have four weeks on their return to put
in the necessary effort to achieve Honor Roll
Status.

Apologies to. Jennifer Pewsey whose name
was inadvertently left off the Term One Silver
Honor Roll.

The Christmas Dance and Pot-Luck-Supper
turned out to be very successful. To the parents
who did not meet all their dance commitments,
you have my assurance that next year you will.
To the students, you have my assurance that the
problem with the lights will be solved in time for
the next dance.

VOLLEYBALL
By Glenn Whittington
The Cassiar High Eagles Boys and Girls volley-

ball teams competed in the Yukon Jr. Champion-
ships held in Whitehorse, on December 7 and 8.

The girls team, coached by Mr. Whittington
and assisted by Tony Wong, was very inexper-
ienced with the Captain, Lisa Joseph,as the only
experienced member of the team. The girls gave a
good account of themselves, extending older ex-
perienced teams such as F.H. Collins, Watson
Lake, Porter Creek, and forcing these teams to
play their best in order to defeat the Cassiar
Squad. The Eagles split their games with highly
regarded Mayo, winning the first before losing the
second by a close score. The rest of the Eagles
were Elizabeth Gwilliam, Debbie Hardy, Roberta
Liddle, Sonia Girardin, Pam King, Jennifer Pew-
sey and Dyonne Zubek, All of these girls are to be
congratulated on their fine performance in White-
horse, and commended for the many, many hours
of fund raising and practice time they spent this
year. It is possible that the entire group will be
playing next year, so we look forward to bigger
and better things in 1985.

The boys team, also coached by Mr, Whitting-
ton, was another story. Only five boys felt that
they could dedicate themselves enough to attend
practices and fund-raising. Others dropped out of
the programme for various reasons. The team was
therefore disbanded, as six is the minimum num-
ber of players needed.

As it turned out, Mayo was in the same pre-
dicament, having only four players. Thus, the Cas-
siar/Mayo Eagles were entered in the tournament,

And the Eagles did very well, with one of the
youngest teams entered. They lost to the strong
F.H. Collins Warriors, but defeated Dawson and
Porter Creek to make the playoffs, defeating Wat-
son Lake and Dawson again, before losing their
final playoff match to finish fifth out of eight
teams,

The five Cassiar members of the Eagles should
all return to the team next year, and with some
additional players, should become a force to
be reckoned with next year. Congratulations go
out to Robbie McCauley, Pat Moth, David Ma-
dore, Nelson Hartman and Shawn Penno: Well
Done!!

An important thank-you.to Mr. Adolph Pen-
no, Mr. Cyril Habjan, Mr. and Mrs, Zubek, who
lent their time, their vehicles, and their energies in
driving the teams to Whitehorse, and to Mr. Merv
Prier for lending his van for the same purpose.

Without the above mentioned support, the
Cassiar Eagles would have been unable to attend
the championships. Thank you’so much for your
support,

ROBYN AND CYSTIC FIBROSIS

You live as though

You don’t have it.

You try and pretend

That it is only a dream,
A bad one.

You live in misery

With joys .....5...
Brought into your life
From people who care
And more sorrow

From people who don’t.

You live with a disease
Shared by many,

With no cure,

And little hope of one.
As you dream,

Day to day

Night to night

Dream of joy, not sorrow

Dream of strength, not weakness
Dream of nothing but good
Don’t let your dreams

Be shattered by reality.

Dear Robyn:
This poem | believe signifies the determina-
tion you need and have to keep going in life.
A friend
David Madore

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Writer’s Corner

OLD LADY
By Charlie Callbreath

Old lady who lives alone,

The one who looks very lonely,

The one who feeds the birds every day,

Do you need some company?

Do you need somevody to talk to about your
young days?

Do you need somebody with whom to play
cards?

Ores os

Have tea with you, and watch the fire burn out?

The one with the bird seed

The one who looks out of the window at the
birds every day at noon, ;

The one who does not stop moving,

The one who walks through the park every Satur-
day?

Would you like me to walk with you?

And make you tea or feed the birds?

And talk to you about the old days?

I hope you will let me share all those things
Because... 2-0-2. ;

I’m just an old man

Who needs an old lady just like you

To share my last bit of time.

’ Call Toll Free

ZENITH 08921

CARDINAL LEGER’S LIFE

By Mary Molan

Paul-Emile Cardinal Léger is one of the most.
fascinating people I have discovered. It is unbe-
lievable to me that he could have coped with the
difficulties that faced him in the troublesome mis-
sions he encountered. Through his life time exper-
ience, he fullfilled the mission that he wanted in
life. He wanted to help people as much as he

.could, even when he was a young boy of ten. He

knew that it would be hard to accomplish this,
out he was determined, and did it. This determin-
ation is scarce in our world, and to find out about
a person who has this gift is absolutely fascinat-
ing.

It is important to describe his earlier life so
that his decision may be fully understood.

Paul-Emile Léger was born on April 25, 1904
in Valleyfield, Quebec. He grew up with his
younger brother Jules who was born in 1913, in
Saint-Anicet, Quebec. During their childhood
years, they spent many hours with school work
and in dreaming of future careers. Both boys
‘wanted to be popular and helpful when they were
very young, and in doing so, they specified and
granted their own wishes and hopes toward future
success. Their parents supported their ideas and

hoped that they would accomplish more than just

owning a small country store like themselves.

By the time Paul had reached his high school
years he had already grown a determination to be-
come a priest. His will for making this fantasy
come true was very strong, and so, he studied
hard and spent most of his youthful life educating
himself in Montreal’s and Paris’ colleges. It wasn’t
until 1929 that he was ordained as a Sulpician
priest. This accomplishment enabled him to prac-
tice his teachings in France since that is where his
first mission as a priest had been arranged. Of his
own accord, Paul returned to Canada in 1933,
supposedly to see his parents again. Soon after he
was sent to Japan where he was to be in charge of
a seminary. This led to yet another mission in
1947 when he was sent to Rome to become a rec-
tor of a college there. In three year’s time he had
proved his skill and talent to Pope Pius XII who
ordained Paul as the Archbishop of Montreal in
1950. At the time he had very little experience of
non-church life, therefore he was expected to be
rigid in his views and thoughts. Léger soon proved
to be a liberal-minded reformer and understand-
ing and tolerate man which took him to an even
higher position. In 1953, he was created a cardin-
al by the Pope. Being a cardinal gave him more
power to do things and discuss major problems
with the Roman Papacy Council, and thus bring
-up the point of modernization within the Church
to the Pope. This major fact was discussed, turned

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Sojourn in the North

THE FOLLOWING ARTICLE IS PART THREE
OF A FOUR PART STORY WRITTEN BY A
RECENT VISITOR TO CASSIAR,

What nice people! A very kind friend had offered to
look after her grandchildren while she and her husband
went fishing. Maybe they would catch some grayling at
Cottonwood but would it compare with Iskutine where
the rainbow trout ran in such profusion? Strange, but
there were no worms here - something to do with the

perma-frost, she had been told.

On Saturday she had played nine holes of golf on a
three-hole course recently carved with great initiative
out of the wilderness. It had sand greens and the wolves’
padded backwards and forwards over them-not while
they were playing of course! The day had been cold and
wet and the scores high. It had taken them hours and she
had been so wrapped up in warm clothes with water-
proof garments on top that she could hardly swing the
golf clubs she was sharing with a friend. She had a 62
but as one of the men had an 88 she hadn’t felt too
badly. If they hadn’t been allowed to tee up every shot
goodness knows what the scores might have been. The
golf course was but one of many ventures undertaken
by these people drawn from many lands and many
ethnic groups.

How wonderful that from a handful of tent dwellers
thirty years ago, a town like this with all its many
activities and amenities had developed. It had been
the same in Rhodesia and she supposed much the same
in any place where a community took root - the home,
the garden, the stores, the church, the school, the bank,
the post office.

This morning at 10 o’clock her daughter had her baby -

- her second son, weighing in at 8 lbs. 15 oz. Her son-in-

law, who was present at the Caesarian section delivery,
and her daughter had spoken to them from her Van-
couver hospital room a mere hour after the birth. This
seemed truly remarkable to her.

Some of their new friends had come to be with them
until the waiting was over and others telephoned or

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left requests to telephone them with the news. They felt
so welcome here and deeply appreciated the friendliness
these comparatively young couples extended to them.
It was sad to think that all of them might one day be
dispersed. What would happen to all that had been
built up here? Would this become just a ghost town?
She supposed that must be the fate of any centre which
depended entirely on one finite resource. The resource
ran dry and there was nothing to take its place. But she
shouldn’t be too unhappy as those who would be most
affected were adaptable and realistic and much less
security-conscious than she had ever been. She admired
the calmness they displayed, the fullness of the lives
they led and the effort they put into extending their
social frontiers in what was a fairly isolated town.

There was a marvelous freedom of action here and this
community could give many people a lesson in harm-
onious co-existence. Even the signs which were affixed
in profusion along the plant security fence read:
“No trespassing violators
will be prosectuted *

This amiable attitude on the part of management was
unusual, or did the sign-writer put in a word too many
or a punctuation mark too few?

It didn’t really matter, she supposed, and she should be
thinking more about what she needed from the store. It
was a remarkable store with a very wide variety of goods
-even magazines which she was not supposed to know
about!

Kids! Grand-kids! The two-year old had developed the
annoying habit of constantly repeating “Huh?” when
spoken to, causing her to repeat the question or instruc-
tion over and over again, which was very tiresome. She
thought she would cure that and teach the little one to
be more polite. When told to substitute ‘Pardon?’ for
‘Huh?’ the little one brightly did, still causing her to
repeat the question or instruction over and over again
which was still very tiresome. Ah me! Maybe she’ll
tire of the word before her Mommy returns! The four-
year old had one standard response to any awkward

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question:“I don’ know.” Then they were both furious-
ly tugging at the same toy, screaming “Mine, Mine,
Mine,”; or they were in the middle of some confusing
game which had no rules; or for no apparent reason,
they came and hugged her and her affection and love for

them overflowed and swamped whatever temporary ~

irritation she may have felt. And oh, the promises never
to do it again!

Today their daughter and their grandson ( their sixth
grandchild) were coming home and what a welcome the
weather was giving them, with the sun shining from a
flawlessly blue sky. What a photograph of the perfectly
beautiful scenes on every side would not reveal was the
cool breeze and the ponds by the roadside partially
or wholly iced over. Not content with this victory, the
ice has firmly gripped the water along the banks of the
rivers and was stretching cold tentacles out into the
current. Before long, the flow would stop and there

would be silence. To be continued

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