Good Samaritans who saved son sought
LAST Sunday at Riverside Park, my children were by the river and my son ended up in the water.
Sadly, he almost drowned.
A boat full of people passed by where he was struggling, and and they managed to save his life.
I would like to find them, and say thank you.
The doctor at the hospital said my son would be okay, and I want to thank those who saved him for making sure he was alright.
Nyanhial Nhial, SWAN HILL.
Pick up your trash, please
AS a concerned citizen of Swan Hill and district I see a worrying trend.
There seems to be a lot of rubbish left behind in the main street, and at Riverside Park and the skate park, especially on a Sunday morning.
Typical items include food containers, especially KFC packaging and cans of soft drinks and spirits.
Some people do not respect the environment or fellow citizens.
I noticed the new charging station was left with one of the chargers on the ground, obviously left there by some one who had been drinking spirits.
This charging station would be better placed near the police station.
The seats opposite KFC have been graffitied and there is always rubbish there on that corner, even though there are bins two metres away.
The skate park had two smashed bottles – obviously this person drinks portello – and they would not care if somebody cut their feet on the broken glass.
And empty containers were everywhere – once again, with a bin only a few metres away.
Some mornings I have even seen dirty nappies lying in the gutter.
The question is as a community, what are we going to do about it?
To turn a blind eye to this problem is to condone the behavior of a minority.
Perhaps we invest in some CCTV.
The definition of character is how a person behaves when they know no one is watching.
Perhaps some people need to know there will be consequences for their antisocial behavior.
In my travels across Victoria, I have to state that Swan Hill is the city with the most rubbish in the streets.
I would encourage all community members to pick up one piece of rubbish as they walk around the town.
This would send a message that rubbishing our community is unacceptable.
Russ Wardle, SWAN HILL.
An ode to the wren
The Superb Fairywren was voted Australia’s favourite bird in the Guardian Australia, and here is a lovely poem from reader Denise:A favourite of mine is the little blue wren,
He hops around with his tiny brown hen.
His glorious colour’s a temporary state,
For seduction and mating with his tiny tan mate.
But he’s fickle, untrue and goes out on the town,
Finds others to mate, a harem to bed down.
His eyes wander askance, he sows his wild oats,
Seduces the girls who are dressed in brown coats,
Post the frenzy of avian feather seduction,
The girls are intent on wren reproduction.
And after the eggs have become balls of down,
Dad moults out the blue, and dresses in brown.
He and his mates with their miniscule troop,
Feverishly hunt for their food as a group.
The chicks at two weeks, brown feathers external,
Protected and guarded by brown wrens maternal.
When 40 days old, they become quite mature
In a group catching food, so they feel more secure,
Then once they turn one, a new group is found
The cycle restarts, they become fairy blue gowned.
Denise Martin, GISBORNE.
APOLOGY:
The Guardian would like to apologise to the owners of The Commercial Hotel in Lake Boga for the picture used on the front page of The Guardian’s October 19 edition. The photo, taken in May 2020, did not appropriately reflect the tone of the article, and we regret any distress caused.
