'Ihe UPEI Sun, Thursday, Nov. 3, 1977, page 2 H

STUDENTS FROM

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The number of university students from low—incare families has risen only 4 per cent since 1968, acc- ording to a Statistics Can- ada report. . .

The survey says the num- ber whose fathers had "low— er educational attainment" rose by only 4.1 per cent between the 1968-69 school year and 1974-75.

And Statistics Canada data analyst,Edward Harvey says educational attain— ment and income are highly correlatedJ/breover, he says, reporting education levels rather than income or job

/ low v INCOME FAMILIES

ON THE RISE

levels is more accurate, since the education catego- ry is less subject to short

term fluctuation .

The proportion of low income students rose in post-graduate programs(5.l%) undergraduate programs(3.7%) , and professional programs (2.2%) ,according to the sur-

vey.

Nbre low income students are entering architecture (20.7%) ,pharmacy(l2.7%) , and agriculture(9.2%) pro-

grams.

Fewer are going into med— icine(4.3%) ,dentistry(3.l%) , engineering(2 .4%) ,and educ-

ation (2.0%) .

'me proportion of stud- ents whose fathers had "low educational attammen' t" de-‘ clined in nursing by 5.3 %. r

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\ ' I — - 'Ilenerife was a volcano, and I was thirteen.

I remember once when a German man took my sister andmeforatourofthe top El ‘Ileidé.

The man was a typical German, tall, blcnde and faint blue eyes. Fritz metusatabar,whereI was enjoying a "Mas", (Spanish beer) and my sister was admiring the tailorings of Spanish trousers. '

We walked to his blue Mercedes parked by the black sands of San Marco Beach.

The blue car must have stood out well against the tiers of plush banana ‘ fields, as we made our way up the mountain.

Old men and donkeys drifted down the road, from my back window, while the temperature dropped slowly.

Cedar trees appeared, a few at first, then our car disappeared into a forest.

Suddenly a great fog descended. ,'Ihis continued for a few minutes, then a sharp glistening ray of sunshine flashed across the windshield.

I looked down to see a vast white blanket cover the world.

manwhile Fritz was arguing that Germany in- vented MzDonald's ham-

. characters .

il'ENERiFE TEE Verb-Md .— - . — - _ u - burgers, Sesame Streét and

the Holstein cow.

We stopped for lunch at an inn, which looked like the white houses of New Hampshire. It was surrounded by a sea of grey—brown lava, where green dots represented small bushes. Above the towering Teidé was catering to American tourists with Hawaian T—shirts, shorts, sneakers, Niikons, plump wives, kids and ice cream.

I felt a kind of sympathy for earth's creations.

The top of the summit was marvelous. The surrounding islands had individual You cOuld trace the African coastline with your eyes. The total panoramic scene, the cold fresh air, was enough for anyone to appreciate such

’ beauty and purity of earth

before man.

Our descent took us to a large city called Puerto De La Cruz. scrapers and large hotels; were silhouettes on a bright orange, red evening sky. ' The city lights caused multiple'rectangles of light on a dark background, to sweep the back seat of our Mercedes. I became sort

of hypnotized and fell asleep to be vakened by the smile of my sister, and the sound of the beach Waves in the foreground reached my ears.

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My Secret Case

I have a case for lcnely thoughts, And foolish words I dare not speak. Tears ,and laughter live inside, - 'Ihat might have died and gone to sleep.

But then, they might have grown in me, And built a wall without a door;

A window, but no light to see;

A room to die in—-nothing more‘.

All those lonely words not spoken;

‘ All those secrets left untold, Would soon have made their presence knovm, While a shivering shadow died «of cold.

Therefore, grateful I arm indeed, For owning a key and a”vinyl case. For there I have my paper friends, And paper thoughts I can erase.

Vicki Trainor

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