The 33rd annual Sacred Music Night, featuring The Kennedy Family Singers, the primary choir from St. Brigid Catholic School, a gospel barbershop quartet and more, still be held at St. James Presbyterian Church.'Stouffvllle. :on FridayMayZats p.m. Ptoceeds from the free-will offering will go the The WTrust Fund A ume ofal‘ments'an'd ’kl-IOWHOW Everyone is welcqrpe "Dunn "r". MAY 2003 Museumfu‘ndraising goal on home stretch "nu“..uu- With less than $8,000 needed to reach the $50,000 goal, which will be matched with the same amount through the province‘s Heritage Challenge Fund. organizers are encouraging residents to "him a loonie into a twoonie'. "Donation iars will be located at the Bank of Montreal. CIBC. Scotiabank. the town ofï¬ces and the Lebovic Leisure Centre,“ said museum curator Dorie Billich. Doors open at 5:30 pm. and dinner will be served at 6:30. "The interactive performance begins the moment you arrive. it is a stormy night at the Old Country Inn where the story of two ghosts unable to pass from this world to the next plays out. World War II had iust ended. leaving a tale of unrequited love. Russian Spies. a Cennan Countess and the renowned Inspector Croissant round out the cast of characters.‘ For tickets and information call 1-888-290-0337. More than $4|.500 has now been raised towards the Bujg‘iqgfunq for Whitchurch-Stouffville Museum. Volunteers will conduct a road toll on Main St. May l7 in support of the museum. "May I8 is lntemational Museum Day. and all are invited to celebrate by touring our 2003 exhibit. A Day on lire Farm.“ said Ms. Bllllch. The exhibit chronicles technological advances and changes in farming practices from the l800s to the early 20th century. "Our last fundraising event will be an interactive dinner theatre at the Vandorf Community Centre. l4707 Woodbine Avenue in Vandorf on Thursday. lune l2. Tickets are $30 per person which includes a ham and scallop potato dinnerâ€" a common menu for fundraising dinners during the World War II era." Sacred Music Night on May 2 When I ï¬rst heard about the lockdown and its consequences. I immediately began to recall an experience that a good friend of mine had while she was travelling through Thailand. She de'c'lde'd‘tb aim It has been three weeks since health authorities decided to shut the main doors to friends, Lamily and therapists. allowing only nurses and food services personnel through. Once in the building, nurses must wear safety goggles, a face mask, rubber gloves and a special gown made of a l-clothâ€"type material. The outï¬t reminds me of the crazy suits that the scientists had to wear in E.T. As for the patients. no protective gear necessary, iust the horrible burden of not being able to leave our rooms. Well, can ‘I make a suggestion? [This should be read in a Bob Barker-ish tonel. This year spend your two weeks' worth of holidays locked in your very own bedroom and prepare yourself for a mental trip of a lifetime! Now before going on your mental trip of a lifetime. gather the following items: movies and books of your choice, as well as access to the 'net and use of the phone. To get the full experience have hospital food delivered to your room the colder the better. Oh, one more thing...no visitors. i have a funny feeling that I'm not going to sell many of you on such a trip. What I would like to do is share with you the astonishing outcomes of my experience during SARS quarantine here at Lyndhurst Lodge. ere you ever so badly behaved that your parents locked you in your room for two solid weeks and fed you only the crummiest foods? No ...? Didn't think so. by Luke Anderson --~ï¬?§£§ We really don't focus enough on the good stuff that we have. Instead we clutter our minds and get our stomachs tied in knots over stuff that we don't have. Throw that thought into your mind and trust me, Iyou'll wanttoggive the next person you see a big fat “.5; I learned how to convert negative thoughts into positive ones. This free time allowed deep-down tensions tobe released through the 'pse of a newly- found tool: honesty. Sharing my innermost thoughts and feelings with good listeners made a hike up Red Mountain feel like a stroll through Rupert Park in my mind' 5 eye. All of these and more major mental breakthroughs were fortiï¬ed as the second week rolled around. Miraculously. as the days passed during the first week of my imprisonment. feelings of anxiety, depression, fear and confusion pertaining to my life's recent maior setback gradually eased. Time that I usually spent working hard with therapists and social workers was converted into time for just me. I was finally able to sort.out the reasons why I was having such a hard time with life‘s dealings. Apoarently there were some strict iiles at the retreat, one of which was a restriction against talking to anyone during the one-week period. During the day, retreatees were assigned various tasks such as weeding the garden. At night, however, they were given a small food ration and orders to stay in their room. I was surprised to hear that the party animal lasted two days before hightailing it out of there! Needless to say. my initial thoughts of the quarantine were tainted by my friend' 5 experience. up for a meditation retreat run by a bunch 9f monks. ‘ â€WHITCHURCH-STOUFFVILLE THIS MONTH' - 3