ON GEŢING UP

Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 1013, 2 July 1930, Page 8

ON GEŢING UP

TT may be that some. l eading tv title of this article, will bl® .' and hurriedly turn the page over “Why,” they will mutter petnujth “must the papers always keep harfe.' on the seamy side ot life?" And they will miserably start t, search through the shipping ij w ™ the “Kit Bag" for si'met king brig I and chatty to cheer them up. Such people are worm clammy invertebrates who are afr, to look a problem in the face, seize t by the forelock, and grapple wit; , manfully. I wash my hands of them. Tim deserve all the mixed metaphors *vnj. able. Others, perhaps, will say “Pm,, What's the idea of making such a tui about getting up in the morning? WV I'm up these days at 5 a_m. — at 6 —nothing like it—Great Life!" These people are worse than *.V first. They are undoubtedly eithe liars or hypocrites and have no mi qualities whatsoever. They deserve to freeze. The real reason for this article is to bring to the notice of the AmWties (if they haven’t already notietf it) a real and crying evil. Whole volumes have been written« the Problem of Unemployment evil inns have been typed on the PrV> lem of ’Arapuui, but nothing helpfj] has even been whispered about tit Awful and Immediate Problem c! Getting Out of Bed These Mornings. Inventors have given us 'phosn, radio, airplanes and corkscrews, it: nothing at all calculated to make it easier at 7 a.m. to leap joyfully fron a warm bed to a cold, grej. unsyntmthetic world. Plaudits and prizes an piled on people who fly the Atlantic, who swim straits, and who brcai records generally, but no public recognition is given to the brave fellow who, the minute he wakes, can fiitg off the old blankets and sprint lustily i for the bathroom.

Take the case of the Average Mu. He wakes. Blinks. Yawns corn I fortably. Then suddenly realises tka ;he has very shortly to get up. Inj mediately bis outlook on life is I changed. A hunted, bitter look come- ! into his eyes. He buries his heal l under the bed-clothes, then slowly ' and anxiously he emerges again ini , iooks around. Everything just the ' same—cold, grey- room, clothes on ik i chair, curtains swaying in an kr breeze, clock ticking on the manteli piece. It's true! He has to get tf! From that moment the poor lellov i becomes completely m -agrobollsei t From the time that, with teeth chattering (or gums diildering, as the c** may be) lie crawls inelegantly to the floor and totters miserably to the bati room until the time that he shiverinsly ! sneaks into a cold bed at night—the i man’s day is ruined. Surely here is a field on which af the Royal Commissions, all the sefcfr tists, inventors, psychologists and «* perts of every description could eofr cent rate for the good of their fellow? It wouldn't be so had. perhaps, if tS‘ thing were regarded in an atlde* light. Champions are now going to tk Empire Games in Canada. Ruiinin? i champions, jumping champions. swi» mins. diving and rowing champw*® i ail are bound for the Games. MV not a Getting-Out-of-B“d i iiarapioaTo my mind, when Rndyard Kipk® wrote If.” he missed a vital poat You know how the thing goes: - c aUH With something si imefMnft fometlm tumty turn Then yours is thr World, cr.d ,r<rjrt*nl that's in if And ti fiot is more, you'll be c J/e*. *' There should have been a verse * iit about getting up on a cold, S® morning. . Really, the only way to avoid mis«? 1 and heartbreak these mornings is ** l to go to bed at all.

t It’s all very sail ... And now, I supjiose. I II have to S 1 ' up. • *■ Why can't someone do som*OPj 1 about it? —-