The End

As I put pen to paper, or rather fingers to the keyboard, for my last blog as State President of the Country Women’s Association of NSW I am not only reflecting on the past thirty three months of “blogging” but also considering what to write today, that will encapsulate my feelings.

We originally started the blog as another tool in the kit for the promotion of CWA and to raise awareness of the diversity of the organisation as well as a way to articulate the ups and downs of life on the land and in rural communities.

Some “Snippets” have been a powerful medium for the voice of the organisation on the issues that concern our members which in turn have created other opportunities for comment on those issues and/or other, related, topics. It has generated occasions for guest bloggers to showcase their talents on different subjects and from a different perspective than I might have taken. The blog has also allowed me to provide pictorial examples and records to help explain my words a little better or in some cases replace them altogether for a more succinct illustration of a particular subject.

On occasion the process of expressing my thoughts has been cathartic, although sometimes I have had to censor my real opinions! Penning the blog has also afforded me the chance to write about some of the people and faunae who are most important in my life and subsequently let the members of CWA get to know “me” better, whether they wanted to or not.

My very first blog, titled “Bogged or Blogged? 1922 to Now”, was about change, both in the world around us and in our perspective on the things that influence our lives. I noted, with interest, my comments on access to the internet; another ‘hot’ topic in the bush at present and I would record here that during the intervening years our level of service has declined even more. Just trying to access past blogs so I might read the comments seems to take forever and I am wondering, as I write, about how much time is wasted, how much productivity is lost, by all of us experiencing the technological drought that plagues rural communities. Oh, for one more chance to vent …

However, there are other opportunities presenting themselves at the moment, for us to provide comment on the underwhelming performance of our telecommunications provider.

This is my last opportunity to publicly thank all those who have taken the time to read my offerings and to provide comment or feedback; I have appreciated all of it. Thanks to my proof-readers, Emma and Jeff and all who agreed to have “stories” written about them. Thank you also to my guest bloggers for their contributions to the collection of “bits and bobs” about the workings of the Country Women’s Association of NSW and the advocacy we provide.

Very early in this journey as President I commented to a journalist that the thing I missed most when having to spend extended periods of time in Sydney (apart from my family) was the ability to see the horizon in any direction and in particular our magnificent sunrises and sunsets. I was never able to shake the claustrophobic feeling of being “hemmed in” by endless rows of tall buildings or tunnels and road cuttings or even mountains, until I reached the Breeza Plain. If you live or have ventured out of the city, to any part of our country with 360 degree views of the skyline, you will know what I mean.

I’ve been humbled by the support of members and appreciative of the opportunities this position has afforded me as well as the chance to promote the organisation I have been a member of, for over thirty years. But I am also looking forward to viewing more of these …

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I Can’t Knit! – by Janine, Guest Blogger

In my last blog I spoke about the enthusiasm, energy and smiling faces of new members who were enjoying their first taste of the Tea Rooms experience and how optimistic it makes me feel for the future of CWA. I met Janine as we came out of the train station at Olympic Park and in her words, “she hitched her wagon to mine” to find the show office and eventually the Tea Rooms, to start her first volunteer shift. We chatted along the way and her eagerness was quite infectious and provided a fantastic start to the day – so much so that I almost asked if she could bottle it and provide me with a dose of two! Instead I invited her to submit her thoughts for a guest blog spot so that she could also share with you her infectious passion for the Country Women’s Association.

Enjoy!!

“I Can’t Knit!”
This is a disclaimer I often use in CWA meetings, at market stalls and life in general. It is almost an apology at times … but I can crochet, embroider, sew and bake. I am allowed to not knit. I have had people look at me in disbelief over the last 12 months, both at the thought of me being a CWA lady and that I, again, can’t knit. Their responses range from “But don’t you have to be OLD to be CWA?” to “Isn’t that what they do – knitting?” and my favourite “Are you allowed to wear your pinup clothes and red lipstick to meetings?” YOU BET I AM!!

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I thought the CWA was out of reach for me because I worked full time, until I discovered the many groups and branches on Facebook. I started stalking them, liking posts and discovered EVENING BRANCHES! Oh yes – there may be a chance for me yet. I checked my local branches for meeting dates, worked out which fit into my schedule and bingo – Hawkesbury Evening Branch ticked all of my boxes.

My first meeting was a little daunting. I had come straight from work and was quite nervous. I checked my lipstick, put my biggest smile on and proceeded to freak out internally … within 2 minutes I realised how wrong I was. I could not have fallen into a more friendly, welcoming and wonderful group of ladies. By the time my butt hit a chair I had a cuppa in my hand and was being greeted and introduced to ladies that I am now proud to call my friends.

I have attended markets stalls, contributed baked goods, helped with garage sales and Devonshire Tea and laughed my way through craft evenings. I was nominated as Handicrafts Officer in October 2015 and my boss at work thought it fitting to give me a knitted beanie as my congratulatory gift … a reminder about my non-skill!

IMG_20160327_180649-tilt shiftThe pinnacle of my newbie first year in CWA has definitely been volunteering at The Royal Easter Show in the CWA Tea Rooms. I have never seen a more efficient, well run enterprise that was so full of love and chaotic fun. Every single person was there because they wanted to be and you could tell. I was there for the two busiest days – Good Friday and Easter Saturday – so it was a baptism of fire for this newbie. I filled countless teapots of hot water, cleaned trays, cleared tables, prepared cups, filled plates with jam & cream and served hot scones to our beautiful patrons. I loved every minute of talking to the ladies, hearing stories about how many years they had worked in the tea rooms, meeting new friends from all over the state and learning how fast I can move when I needed to. Perhaps my favourite part of the Show experience was talking to our customers – hearing about the first time at the show, the grown men that can’t go past a scone, and the legacy of the CWA scone tradition being carried through generations. There was not a single complaint about waiting for a scone over the two days that I was there, and nobody left the line when they were told there would be a wait.

From my 6 am train ride in on my first day to signing off on my second full day of volunteering, I can safely say with a full heart that I have found my people … and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Who Volunteers?

Firstly, an apology for the length of time since my last blog and the somewhat haphazard approach over the last few months. I will finish my term as President of the Country Women’s Association of NSW in just over a month and I think I have been a bit distracted by the light and the end of the tunnel, a family wedding and the salvaging of my neglected garden to host it plus a few unrelated issues that have tested my patience and temper. Emotions that sometimes get in the way of imagination and inclination.

Enough excuses, it’s time to be “onward and upward” as those with the stiff upper lip would say (sounds painful … wonder how the saying came about …?). So here we go!

I spent Good Friday volunteering at our CWA Tea Rooms, which is most efficiently run each year by the hard working members of our Show Catering Committee and around 400 “extras”, at the Sydney Royal Easter Show. It is always interesting and enlightening to interact with the patrons, from both the city and the bush, who are either new to the scone “experience” or seasoned visitors having their annual scone “fix”.
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As I chatted to those enjoying a welcome rest with their preferred choice of sustenance whilst clearing tables (yes, clearing tables – there are no presidential privileges when all hands are needed on the CWA deck) I noted, with some pride, the respect most of them had for the work our organisation does. Equally impressive was the number of young (and “youngish”) members and supporters who are turning up in their droves to help us with the mammoth task of running the Tea Rooms, to a continually high standard, day after day for a fortnight, every year.

It was invigorating to see the enthusiasm, energy and smiling faces of new members who were enjoying their first taste of the Tea Rooms experience whilst simultaneously marvelling at the clock-work precision that ensures the delivery of the best-ever Devonshire Teas and other tempting goodies, to what seems like a never-ending queue of (thankfully) very patient customers. A huge thanks to both the novices and the seasoned veterans for the time given.

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Some of the aforementioned helpers are not members, but they work like Trojans alongside us, to ensure the standard of service is maintained and the goods delivered on (or close to) time. Some of them are spouses (we offer “brownie point” recognition), others are siblings, adult children, friends or neighbours of members who simply want to help. How fortunate are we that they know such persuasive CWA members? A special thanks to the non-member volunteers who can’t say “no”!

After lunch I switched stations and moved to back-of-house duties and scone cutting. There is some debate over whether this is considered a “promotion” or “demotion” … I look at it as being just another cog in the big wheel that keeps everything turning. Either way it gave me an opportunity, in my very attractive, disposable hair net, to reflect on the happenings of the morning and progress my percolating ponderings about volunteering.

Who volunteers? Why do they volunteer? How do they choose which organisation they might join? Are young people interested in volunteering and if so, what form does it take? In this technological age could I be assisting some distant organisation from my home in rural NSW? Perhaps, if my internet connection could cope?????

I do, in some respects, have my own experiences to draw on, but they have, at times, been limited in choice by distance and access, like many other things in rural areas … for example; might I have been a surf life-saver if I lived on the coast? I’d certainly be fitter but my skin specialist would be shaking his head.

In my search for answers I did what all good seekers do nowadays … albeit at somewhat slower speeds (thanks Telstra) … I asked Google! They didn’t disappoint and provided me with a very interesting report from the NSW Government, which pulls together information from other, very reputable suppliers of information and can be found at http://www.volunteering.nsw.gov.au/about-us/second-volunteering-strategy

This report actually dispels the myth that volunteers are fewer in number and articulates some of the barriers to offering one’s time to serve others.

Methinks there is not a shortage of volunteers, but a shortage of ideas on how to engage them.

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