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1â€"yâ€" 10 We’re going to Show you. . . The following poem, written by End Skene former FWIO board director, was presented at her area convention Iasffali. Home Coun- try readers may enjoy usrng It atone of their meetings. We’re going to show you As well as we can How the world sees the Women Who make up our clan Women’s Institute members Are normal, you know, But the way the world sees us ls not always so. We think of ourselves As plain Mary or Jane And we don’t think our actions Are hard to explain But I’m really surprised And I‘m sure you are too At the way people see All the things that we do. To many fine people The Housewit'e‘s our role With a mop in one hand And no hope in our soul They see us as noble Dependable creatures With red dishpan hands And nondeseript features. There are some folk who think Doing crafts is our thing That we knit and we knot And we crochet with string That we quilt and we sew And we hook. rugs we mean And we garden and plant To keep Canada green. Some people think gossip‘s The thing that we do And at meetings the air turns A fine shade of blue But we have to remind them The men tell us more When they come from the mail Or the General Store. And then there‘s the people who want a good meal For a wedding, a banquet. A Fair or Bonspiel They don’t have much money ‘Cause somebody blew it But they know that The Institute women will do it. There’s a terrible image We must put to rest That we‘re all nearing ninety And way past our best We’re seen as the grandmas Who drink lots of tea And talk of the way That the werld used to be. The husbands left holding The baby at home When to meetings, conventions And Minis we roam They look at Our Motto And say with a groan I’d mind the country If she’d mind the home. Some organizations see Us as the goose That lays golden eggs That their projects could use Their needs are so great And their problems are worse They’d love to dip into The Institute purse. They’re never at home They’re all over the earth At meetings in Kenya And Hamburg and Perth A Passport in one hand A map in the other You’d wonder their husbands Don’t go home to mother. And then some folk think Women's Lib is our cause The radical fringe Out there changing the laws They ask us “Why haven‘t you Burned your bra yet" Well most of us need all The help we can get. So there‘s some of the ways That the world seems to view us Some candid appraisals What harm can it do us The view of the masses Don’t let it trouble Nothing can hurt A. C. W. W.