SANDY'S CORNER

Wanganui Chronicle, 6 May 1950, Page 4

SANDY'S CORNER

From Monday our drink is no longer tea. It will be beer! Hail the hops! WE SHOULD ALL BE “DOCTORS” Dear “Sandy”: Recently you had some comments to make regarding a ballot the dentists are taking as to whether they should be known as "doctors.” If anybody should have “doctor” before his name it is, surely the teacher, for the very word comes from the Latin “docere," to teach. "Doctor” literally means "one who teaches." If dentists adopt, the title, so ought teachers, who have already, in recent years, adopted such terms as “clinic,” “physical education,” and other terms of a medical flavour. Perhaps the simplest way out would be to reverse the title for persons with the university degree of “doctor." Many of our doctors (medical) can put M.D. after their names and therefore “doctor” in front, while most have a Bachelor's degree only.—Yours sincerely, "Doc.” P.S.: On second thoughts, why should everyone not be a doctor? The Latin "doctus" means one who is taught, and all of us have been to school. —D. We are all in favour of the latter course—in future we will be known as “Doctor” Sandy.—“S.” IN WITH BUSES OUT WITH TRAMS Greyhound buses are to come to Wanganui with bands playing and flags waving. Presumably there will be• appropriate action, either on the same day or on a date to be arranged, to usher out the trams. What a contrast that presents to the musicians of the city. Why not have a special march composed for the 'Entry of the Gladiators,” so to speak, or "Here the Greyhound Buses Come?" For the trams there should be something o F a slow march or lament, we suppose. Why not go back to the Savage Club's lament of "Dannie Trammie,” who found a perfect heaven in Tram Number Seven: “I found a perfect heaven, "In that tram Number Seven: “I'd trammed to meet my Grannie “On Castlecli’s last, crannie, “'Twas then I met my Annie. “On a tram with a trammie. “Me, my girl, and the trammie, “Came slowly past Balgown’e, “'Twas there T kissed my inmbie, "On a tram with a trammie.” Alas, the days of bliss in trams has gone. Killed by the cruel march of