Thursday, October 8, 2015

LESSON (11) MY HOMETOWN

MY HOMETOWN

Definition: Your hometown is the place where you grew up or lived for a long time.

QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR HOMETOWN

(1)      Where is your hometown?
(2)      What is the population of your hometown?
(3)      What does your hometown produce?
(4)     Does anyone famous come from your hometown?
(5)     Has your hometown changed a lot since you were a kid? If so, how? Have the changes
 been for the better or worse?

Read the article about the authors’ hometown and then answer the questions.

A Kiwi Comes Back Home by Gerard O’Neil

I found it strange returning to my hometown after an absence of many years. Unlike cities and larger towns, small villages in rural New Zealand do not change much, and so as I pulled into Whataroa in South Westland, I immediately recognized familiar landmarks.

When I was a child Whataroa was a thriving village with a pioneering feel to it. It had a police station, courthouse, bank, maternity hospital (where I was born), post office, primary school, two stores, a fish and chip shop, two churches, a hotel, community hall, garage, and RSA (Returned Servicemen’s Association) clubrooms.

Before the arrival of television in the late 1960s, Friday night was the busiest night of the week in the village. The whole community would turn out to watch a film shown in the community hall. There was a ritual to this event. Families would arrive about 6.30pm and while the men headed off to the pub or RSA for a quick drink (men only bars in those days), the women would herd their numerous offspring into the general store to buy two or five cent mixture of sweets. They would then make their way to the hall a short distance away where the children would be released. While the women prepared halftime tea and biscuits in the kitchen to be sold to raise money for some community project, the children would link up with their friends and play hide and seek or war games. When the men began to drift in, the heavy wooden seats were set out and with much shouting and shushing; the night's entertainment would begin.

First up were cartoons such as Mr. Magoo or Woody Woodpecker. This was followed by the principle attraction, generally some American Western or British comedy. If it was a British film, it usually began with a military band playing “God Save The Queen”. During the band's rendition everybody would stand to attention.

The community hall was used a lot in those days. Most clubs (Lion's, Young Farmers, Country Women's Institute, Toastmasters, Weight Watchers, etc.) held their meetings there. The once-a-year formal dance, end-of-year primary school show and community Christmas party were held there too. It was also where special visiting dignitaries and government bureaucrats met the community.

One year the Governor General visited. The whole school was marched into the hall to hear him speak. At the end of his discourse, he came off the stage to shake our hands, only during the time it took him to descend the steps his captive audience evaporated. Everyone ran to crowd around the young immaculately uniformed naval officer who acted as the governor-general's body guard and driver.

While the governor general and his wife were left standing completely alone in the middle of the hall, the navy officer was bombarded with questions such as; how many people had he killed with his gun and how sharp was his sword?
Speaking of visiting dignitaries and government bureaucrats, I think after almost fifty years I can reveal a secret: the photo of the first crossing of the new Whataroa river bridge by some important official is not historically accurate. About 10 days before the bridge's official opening, the construction workers liberated our school van to cross the new bridge each morning and afternoon.

During the year, there were events in the community calendar which nobody missed, including the annual cattle sale at the stockyards. I remember the sale not because of the hundreds of Hereford cattle on offer, but by the number of frogs my friend and I always managed to catch in the canteens water tanks.

The Whataroa A and P show was also another major event, as well as the school's lamb and calf day, and swimming sports. In fact, any event seemed to be an excuse for a community gathering.

Most of the community would turn out when the mail bus arrived from Hokitika, the BNZ bank opened once per month, someone was sick or died, the local policeman needed help finding a lost tramper, there was some type of accident, the forecast was wrong and a farmer needed help to gather his hay before it rained, the fish and chip shop opened, or the milk tanker had ran over some child's cat.

If the locals were not fighting against the elements (it rains torrents in Whataroa), they spent their time trying to change things. It was common to see trucks rumbling through the village with one massive rock on board to be used for river protection work, timber trucks bringing huge native trees to the sawmill for processing or low loaders transporting large bulldozers to the next patch of native forest to be transformed into pasture for dairy cows.

The Whataroa of today is different from that I knew fifty years ago, (as it should be). The personalities which made up the community of that time have died, retired to Hokitika or Nelson or simply grown older.

Even though many of the buildings remain, a number have been converted for other purposes. The post office is now a tourist center, the bank is a house, Robbie's shop a souvenir center, the hospital a motel, the sawmill no longer exists, the fish and chip shop is gone, and the RSA club rooms are ghostly silent.

Originally published by Fairfax Media : http://www.stuff.co.nz/stuff-nation/assignments/share-your-news-and-views/10219565/A-Kiwi-comes-back-home

COMPREHENSION CHECK

(1)  How many churches were there Whataroa when the author was a child?
(2)    What was the busiest night in the village and why?
(3)    Where did the men initially go when they brought their families to the village on Friday night
        and why could their wives not accompany them?
(4)    Why did everyone stand to attention when “God Save The Queen” was played?
(5)    What is a Governor General?
(6)    What was the fifty year old secrete the author revealed?
(7)    What does; “it rains torrents in Whataroa”, mean?
(8)    Why do you think the RSA club rooms are ghostly silent?
(9)     Do you think the author misses his hometown? If your answer  is“yes”, why?
(10)    If you live away from your hometown would you like to live there again one day?

Some Stuff reader comments in response to the published article:

David Williams:
That brought back memories for me. That’s how life was back in the 1960's.
KiwiAussie Mum:
This story brought a smile to my face being a Coaster at heart and with relatives still living happily in Whataroa. My Dad and his family were raised in South Westland and my Grandad, my Dad and Uncles were all involved in the sawmilling era at that time.
I love Whataroa and even in my lifetime Whataroa has changed considerably, but when you visit, you can still find some of the long-term locals.
I now live in a large city in Australia and at times I still yearn for the solitude of the likes of the Okarito Lagoon or heading to the Waitangitoana to perch on the banks for some of the best whitebait - to me, some of the most beautiful places you could ever find. Yay Whataroa; Yay Coasters!
Jigsaw:
That was a blast from the past! I taught at the primary school there a few years before this but there are some things here that I don't recall. The 'new' Whataroa bridge wasn't even a glean in anyone's eye at that time and the old bridge was a marvel-when it flooded if you stopped in the middle of the bridge and switched off you engine you could hear the huge boulders rumbling along the bottom of the river. I always stop when I go down that way which isn't often and observe the new and the things that are still the same.
Enz:
Thanks for the history lesson. I reminds me how times have changed and a lot of community spirit has died out over the generations where many people have never met their neighbors. Despite being a small town, you could say that modern day large towns are more isolating in the attitude of people’s hearts. I was sitting on the bus the other day and just thinking, here we are all on a bus and no one is talking to those sitting next to them. I think if it were a 1960's bus there would be much chatter.
Ummm:
Unfortunately, "You can't go home again...."

EXERCISE:

Match the phrases with their meanings:

(A)
Yay Whataroa; Coasters!
___
Had not even been thought about.
(B)
A blast from the past!
___
Doing something that hasn’t been done before.
(C)
Wasn't even a glean in anyone's eye.
­­­___
Internet slang: “Exclamation of approval”.
(D)
A pioneering feel to it.
___
No one was really interested in him.
(F)
His captive audience evaporated.
___
A reemergence of a strong memory.

DISCUSSION POINT:

What do you think the following commentators where trying to say when they wrote:

(1)   Kiwi Aussie Mum:  “….. at times I still yearn for the solitude …..”
(2)   Enz: Despite being a small town, you could say that modern day large towns are more isolating in the attitude of people’s hearts.
(3)   Umm: Unfortunately, "You can't go home again...."

                                                                                                                      
ANSWERS

COMPREHENSION CHECK

(1)    How many churches were there Whataroa when the author was a child? Two
(2)    What was the busiest night in the village and why? Friday night. This was the night the community came together to watch a film as television did not exist at that time.
(3)    Where did the men initially go when they brought their families to the village on Friday night and why could their wives not accompany them? They went to have a beer at the pub or RSA. These were men only establishments. Women were not allowed in.
(4)    Why did everyone stand to attention when “God Save The Queen” was played?
New Zealand is a member of the British Commonwealth and so the Queen of England is also the Queen of New Zealand. People stood to sing “God Save The Queen” as a sign of respect for the Queen.
(5)    What is a Governor General? The official representative of the Queen of England in each commonwealth country.  
(6)    What was the fifty year old secrete the author revealed? His school van had been crossing the bridge some days before the official “first” crossing.
(7)    What does; “it rains torrents in Whataroa”, mean? It rains a lot and heavily!
(8)    Why do you think the RSA club rooms are ghostly silent? The old soldiers grown older or died and so do not frequent the club rooms anymore.
(9)     Do you think the author misses his hometown? If your answer “yes”, why? Yes. He appears to have good memories of growing up there.
(10) If you live away from your hometown would you like to live there again one day?

EXERCISE:

Match the phrases with their meanings:

(A)
Yay Whataroa;
(c)
Had not even been thought about.
(B)
A blast from the past!
(d)
Doing something that hasn’t been done before.
(C)
Wasn't even a glean in anyone's eye.
­­­(a)
Internet slang: “Exclamation of approval”.
(D)
A pioneering feel to it.
(f)
No one was really interested in him.
(F)
His captive audience evaporated.
(b)
A reemergence of a strong memory.

What do you think the following commentators where trying to say when they wrote: (Possible answers).

(1)    Kiwi Aussie Mum:  “….. at times I still yearn for the solitude …..”

The writer lives in a noisy bustling city and is probably a very busy person (she is a mother) with little time to relax and think.  Small villages have a different pace of life. One has space to be alone and think.

(2)    Enz: Despite being a small town, you could say that modern day large towns are more isolating in the attitude of people’s hearts.

The writer thinks people (perhaps including himself) feel lonely in large cities. People who live in such place only think of themselves.

(3)    Umm: Unfortunately, "You can't go home again...."

You cannot return to the past.

                                      
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