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thousands of miles through unknown land; the mes and women of daring and enterprise and em. .7 gy and vision." Food Is Fundamental "its. R. E. Goodirt, Secretary and Market D, .etopment Specialist of the Ontario Food C incil, presented some of the problems fac- in both the producer and the consumer of in .l today. Following are excerpts from the at ress: if someone asked you to name the most n itioned topic of conversation wheneVer and it. -rever people gather together these days, it subject would probably be "Food". At one 1! 3 it was recipes, later diet, convenient foods; | cost of food has also been a timely topic, 1 us agree on diet. Never in our history has i "e been a more healthy generation of babies, lpre-school children. In fact, some mothers 1 m that it costs about as much for baby food for an adult. Baby food is big business. :h is the influence of a mother’s love and uisory services from public health authori- 5. Unfortunately, when many of these same ildren get a little older they do not always here to Canada‘s Food Guide; rather it’s TlCl'l from the corner snack shop or if at me, it may be directed from the kitchen re- .gerator. But the basis of good family life 'er the years has been founded on family Immunication and understanding. This inâ€" udes regular set hours for meals. when all .embers of the family sit down together in ignity for nourishment of body and soul. The imin table can be the place where attention is irected and thanks rendered for our food UPPIY- “Food is fundamental. Today. the effects of Lib-standard diets are evident in many parts of he world. This does not exclude some people Ight here in Ontario; even in this age of the iffluent society. “Food is our best buy. In Ontario. food ac- rounts for just about 20% of take home pail- We have an enviable record. In other coun- tries, it is 30 to 40 to 50% and higher. The average wageâ€"earner here in Ontario spends about one day in five working for his food re- quirements. In Asia, it‘s more like three days out of five, in Central Africa, in the primitive tribes, it’s more like five days out of five, and in India â€"well you know the situation. “Yet in spite of these favourable circumâ€" stances, it is abundantly clear that instead of being exceedingly thankful for our present faâ€" vourable food situation, the mass of the people ire? prone to complain. How foolish can we e. _“Let there be a crop failure due to drought, disease or low selling price in any area, and it IS soon reflected in business. In our national SUMMER 1 966 sphere, in the past quarter century, we realized the great calamity of the drought years in Western Canada, the grasshopper plagues. fol- lowed by years of plenty, when all elevators were plugged with grain. So called surpluses piled up year after year. Then in 1959â€"1960. grain movement began â€"â€" the surplus was moved in short orderâ€"farmers were given the green light to produce wheat to the maxi- mum. All records of production movement and sales were shattered. The effects of these record wheat sales have been and are being felt at every level in Canada’s national econ- omy. “Dollar value of our wheat exports have reached over a billion dollars in a single year. As a result, stock markets soar, with industrials increasing two or three times in a period of one or two years. There is more business at every level. “Phenomenal” is an inadequate word for the tremendous surge in the Canadian econ- omy, brought about by the movement of wheat. i: i" it SPAIN BY M aryn Pard y Under a hot sun this golden country Is slowly progressing toward an awareness of a. modern world. Even so, on a sun filled plain, between craggy. pine clad mountains An old man patiently urges his mule Tilling the Warm bright earth. On the hillsides squat, grey barked trees Are laden with small green olives. Grapes are ripening to make the beloved Wine. In the villages old women in black dressas gossip in the town square, As they fill dieir jugs at the water fount. A grey old mule is sleeping, waiting for his next burden. Old men in black berets sit by white-washed walls. Of what are they thinking? They seem so very old with their leather brown skins. But perhaps there was a day When they were skilled maradors, ‘ Or cunning picadors teasing and weakening Fiery bulls for the final kill. Now their wants are simple, a crusty loaf, a bowl of soup, A jug of wine. Then there are cities becoming as modern As any you will find. I I But beneath the glittering facade still lies old Spain. For in narrow side streets are the shuttered windows, Balconies of delicate worked iron, And in small shops are lacy mantillas and silver braceleLs For ladies to wear in the evenings. The old black clad women are here too. Are they afraid of this new era As they kneel on stone floors At dim candle lit altars? ' _ The old women and the old men Will die, And when they go, old Spain Will be gone forever. v e u 29