the last word by my grandfather d.wyn edwards

the editors of 'y gorwel' have kindly allowed me the privilege of having the last word in this, our first number of the magazine, and I do not intend to bore you, dear reader, with a long essay on this and that. Enough will it be for me to make but one point, which is this.


The time has come for all of us to start taking pride in ourselves and our actions. By pride i do not mean haughtiness or arrogauce, but pure, innocent, simple pride, which is the grand feeling one derives from anything well done and honestly accomplished or achieved. If only every one of us, even in our little club, could really find the right place for pride in our lives, I feel sure that we and everyone connected with us would find life much happier and richer. We could start by taking pride in our personal affairs- in ourselves, our homes, our clubs, our friends, our town, our country and in our poor, troubled,, suffering, nervous world. Let us take pride in our work, our play, our manners, our language, our traditions and our Christian civilisation. True pride is not the stuff that breeds bullies and bores, dictators and disheartened dead-enders, but s the spirit which captures all those who have discovered the richness and the beauty and the thrill of a full life, however humbly and simply they live or however complicated is the pattern of their circumstances.


My plea is that all of us who have anything to do with the club and its activities may do so with pride, to our own satisfaction and as an example to all others.