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OUR LIFE MONTHLY, published by Ukrainian hational Women's League of America Vol. XXXIV January 1977 No 1 Editor Marta Baczynsky CHRYSTOS RODYWSJA With the coming Christmas Holydays sincere greetings to all Regional Councils to all Branches and to all members of Ukrainian National Women’s League of America. We extend our best wishes for your success in community efforts and personal endeavors. We greet our honorary President — Lidia Bur- achynsky. Our thoughts and sincere best wishes fly across the ocean to our homeland, to those who live in bondage, in constant fear for their lives or for the lives of their families. We pray that the Newborn Christ hear their cry, and give them freedom and happiness. We extend Christmas Greetings and Best Wishes for a Happy New Year to all members of our communities. The Executive C om m ittee U.N.W.L.A. Greetings from all over the World For Christmas greetings, UNWLA received many warm wishes from Friends all over the world. Among these was a lovely set of handwoven placemats, a gift from Mrs. Domingo Santiago of the Philippines, Mrs.Santiago, delegate from the Philippines to the General Federation of Women’s Clubs, was our guest along with Mrs. Marcos at a receptioh for delegates of the Inter national Alliance of Women’s Clubs in July, 1976. We were delighted to receive greetings from Mrs. Adele Fisher of the Pan American Roundtable, who was our hostess at the International Tribune of Women in Mexico City in June 1975. Other messages included best wishes from the Canadian National Council of Women, our hostesses at the International Council of Women’s Conference in Vancouver, 1976. Miss Rosa Mayer of the West German Frauring sent us her regards. We hope to welcome her soon in the U.S., as a member of the Teacher’s Exchange. We have also received an invitation to visit Bogota, Colombia from the president of its Nat’l Council of Women, Mrs. Cecilia Pallini. Mrs. Nzeako, Secretary of the National Council of Women in Nigeria and Mrs. Sheila Bauguart of Mauritius sent us warm regards. We were also delighted to learn that many Belgian news papers as well as the Netherlands PANORAMIC Magazine printed stories about our participation in the International Tribunal on Crimes Against Women (March 1976.) Camille Huk Smorodsky Public Relations MARTA BACZYNSKY THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS Last Christmas I took a fruit cake and a bottle of sweet wine and went to play a holiday call on a friend. Although the difference in our ages spanned through more than half a century, I loved my friend, a neat little woman, whose outlook on life was as refresh ing as it was wise. In our society of way-out habits, gropings for the unknown and stumbling over our own inadequacies and insecurities, her stand was solid and firm. ”Be guided by your heart and ruled by your head", she said and I knew the advice was sound. And so that Christmas afternoon, I sat in her cosy little parlor, warmed by the wine and an electric heater, gazing upon a tiny tree and a Nativity scene beneath it. We spoke of many things, till I mentioned that today Christmas spirit seems to be buried beneath all those fantastic decorations, department store stalls and tissue paper. Even with the plentiful gift giving, I maintained, the joy of Christmas is being spread thinner and thinner each year. The old lady smiled and told me a story that has since become one of my memory’s greatest treasures. ”l was only eighteen when I got my first teaching post”, she began, ’’many miles from my home town in farm country. I found lodgings with an elderly couple, they being the only ones who had room to spare. Their house was poor, having seen many years and very little upkeep. Neglect ran wild outside as well as in the’ house. They were a strange couple, my landlords. Mr. John was an invalid in a wheelchair, silent, moody, who spent his days staring out the parlor window. His wife Ann, who must have been pretty once, was now a withered old woman, with sunken eyes and shaking hands. I had little contact with the Johns, being busy with my new job, spending glorious autumn afternoons roaming the field, or visiting my family on weekends. However, as winter came upon us and I had to remain indoors more and more, I became restless. My books soon tired me and I longed for human company. НАШЕ ЖИТТЯ, СІЧЕНЬ 1977 23
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