From the editor: Today we are pleased to introduce the first of Mike's Musings. Many of you have enjoyed our guest journalist, Gerry Warner's Friday column and Gerry's column can still be found on eKnow. Thank you Gerry for all your stimulating columns. For a change of pace and to enjoy another retired journalist's writing here is Michael Morris.
I am one of those
most blessed people who have never really worked one day because I have been
able to spend it living, in the words of Reynolds Price, the American writer,
with the sound of story as the dominant sound in my life.
Since I was a child
growing up in the small community of Chapleau in northern Ontario, story has
been central to me whether I was playing in the living room or creating my own
plays for the Junior Red Cross Society performances in Grade 4 at Chapleau
Public School.
Thanks to my
mother, Muriel E (Hunt) Morris, who instilled a love of reading in me before I
could hardly walk, and gave me the freedom to explore all the great children's
literature of my time, story has been the place where I have lived.
Little did I
realize that my experience as the Chapleau High School reporter for the long
gone Mid North News, and a television program on CHAP TV in 1958 would lead to
a lifetime spent telling stories and talking about the stories of others in
classrooms in Ontario and British Columbia. And people even hired me to write
stories about people and events for daily newspapers, television, magazines and
the internet.
I recently
calculated that I have been doing and teaching communications, journalism, media
and creative writing for 55 years. It seems like only a moment has passed.
With this column, I
begin another chapter, by accepting the kind invitation of Jenny Humphrey to
become a contributor to the Cranbrook Guardian.
I worked as a
reporter and/or editor at several daily newspapers including the Star-Phoenix
(Saskatoon), Kingston Whig-Standard, Timmins Daily Press, Chatham Daily News,
Brampton Times, Calgary Albertan and was northern Ontario correspondent for the
Toronto Star.
And yes, as any of
my students would tell you, I loved to tell stories. Not all were necessarily
appreciated of course and I was once criticized in student evaluations when I
was at College of the Rockies for talking too much about my beloved cat
Buckwheat. A student wrote that he/she got nothing from my course because "All
he ever did was tell stories about his cat Buckwheat." Even I could not spend 15
entire weeks of a semester talking only about my cat. On second thought ....
At College of the
Rockies I was so privileged to have been part of the founding of a New Media
Communications Program which would seem pretty old fashioned today but in 1995
was on the leading edge of the biggest revolution in communications since
Gutenberg's printing press. Since retiring I have continued to indulge my
passion for communications -- for storytelling, both mine and others.
For example I listen to the voices of so many former
students who are taking time to share part of their stories with me on Facebook,
and telling stories about me too. For the past five years I have been a blogger
and I also write a column for the weekly newspaper in my home town of Chapleau.
Yes, for old times sake I still write for a print publication.
I agree with
Reynolds Price, the writer, that to "tell and hear stories is essential" -- and
he argues it comes second after nourishment and before love and shelter.
"Millions survive without love or home, almost none in silence; the opposite of
silence leads quickly to narrative, and the sound of story is the dominant sound
of our lives, from the small accounts of our day's events to the vast
incommunicable constructs of psychopaths."
In my life for
sure, in the brightest and darkest moments, the sound of story is the dominant
sound. Think about it. Now I am off for a walk to hear more of the sound of the
Cranbrook story. If we meet, please feel free to say hello. Also, my email is mj.morris@live.ca
Full disclosure: I am not now and never have been a member of the Citizens for a
Livable Cranbrook Society; however, I did conduct a workshop for its members for
which I was paid.
Wonderful and informative addition. Will look to future musings. Good job, ole friend.
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