McE bay mae ON ae Ginseee mS ciniied fashions new society In brilliant sunshine plane circled the great ee hai airport for a landing. Be- low the Wangtsu River glitter- ed like a ribbon of molten gold with a vast city studding its banks in a magnificent blaze of color. As our pilot, a Chinese girl in her early twenties, brought the plane down on the tarmac with a touch which would not have dent- puff, : MacLeod, for- mer member of the Ontario legislature, re- marked to me, “Well, there’s the welcoming committee all waiting as usual.” Shanghai was already the fourteenth city in China we had visited so we were be- coming accustomed to these gracious welcomes, the sin- cere concern for our comfort and the ready desire ‘to help us see as much as possible during these all too brief vis- its. The flight from Canton to Shanghai had been a very long and roundabout one. Our pilot (she didn’t tell us until Shanghai) had to detour sev- eral hundred miles to keep clear of Chiang Kai-shek’s bombers, then making their raids along the South China coast. Since my boyhood days I had cherished the hope of vis- iting this great historic city of Shanghai, symbol of foreign exploitation ands aggression, and cradle of heroic revolu- tionary Chinese men and wo- men. Now I was here on the famed Shanghai Bund, its huge administrative, customs, ho- tels and other office build- ings in Western’ architecture reminding me of an imperial- ist robber era that-had passed Today the Bund serves the people of China in the admin- istration and economy of one of the world’s greatest’ sea- ports, A decade ago or less Shang- hai was an “open port,” open to every imperialist exploiter who came to loot and pillage. Today under the People’s gov- ernment it is still an open port—open to all who come in the spirit of peace, friend- ship and mutual goodwill. The ‘flags of many nations flying at the masthead of ships along the sweep of its great river bespeak a commerce based on these principles. Remarking that there were no Canadian flags at the mast- head of Canadian ships, a Chi- nese longshore worker put it this way: “We would like to have mutual trading relations with Canada, but if certain powers oppose such trade we cannot help it. We Chinese have been here a long time and will manage somehow. The question is, can you? Our two-day itinerary which the welcoming committee help- ed us prepare included visits to one of Shanghai’s largest shipyards, a huge textile mill, a large new suburban area of workers’ apartments, a Visit to the famed Shanghai Uni- versity and its 4,000 students, a visit to the historic Chinese Seamen’s Institute (once the robber den of imperialist free- booters in China), visits to several children’s. _creches, nurseries and hospitals, a trip out to a huge new sports sta- dium, and an unforgettable visit to a “workers village.” $03 % 53 Before liberation in 1949 the Kiang Nan Shipyards, found- ed in 1865 by British capital employed a maximum of 2,000 workers. Now there are 10,- 500 and a steady demand for more. Chang. Chuan, director of the yards, told me that before liberation the Kuomingtang spent much more money build- ing palaces and summer re- sorts for Kuomingtang gener- als and officials than they did shipping. Out of Shanghai, one of old China’s great industrial centres, came China’s | first trade unions, the first emerg- ence of a conscious Chinese industrial proletariat, arming itself with the science of rev- olutionary Marxism. The his- tory of the great Chinese Sea- men’s Union-is one of long and heroic struggle and sacrifice, coupled with many unsurpas- sable examples of internation- al working class solidarity. With mixed feelings of pride and reverence I traversed the great building of the Chinese Seamen’s Union; its “museum” filled with tokens and gifts of working class solidarity. from the seamen of many lands; its restful club rooms and a spacious gymnasium; its large assembly halls which now echo to the cultural tal- ent, the singing and dancing, debates and laughter of so- cialist builders, in place of the raucous haggling of for- eign money changers. In its long galleries of portraits of Chinese seamen who gave their lives for a free China one indeed finds history and in- spiration, tt it % Since 1952 the University of Shanghai has been entire- ly dedicated to the production of civil engineers, architects, machine technicians, chemists and scientists to help meet China’s greatest need. This vast polytéchnical. in- stitute with its campus build- ings covering six “hundred industrial The Bund is now the administrative centre for Shanghai, acres or more, is like a huge machine shop, with its 4,000 students or more taking an in- tensive training in the “know- how” of a modern machine age. The dean, educated in the J.S., conducted us through nu- merous engineering depart- ments, dormitories, dining halls, gymnasia, etc., and ev- erywhere the students, boys and girls in their teens gave us a rousing welcome. Their big problem, ‘the dean informed us, was a shortage of teachers and, in some branches of science, a short- age of equipment. tt xt xt Housing in Shanghai, as in other growing industrial cen- ters: of the New China, is a pressing problem. Measured in terms of our own housing construction here at home, what the Chinese have done in the building of workers ap- artments is really staggering. But for the teeming millions of China’s great cities, it is still only a beginning. The Chinese are justifiably proud of their new suburban cities of workers’ apartments. These have been built during the past four years in every big city and on a scale that would be considered gigantic in this country. In China’s big centres however, they are only a very small fraction of the need. The Chinese people are also fully aware that their housing construction doesn’t come up to the standards of the West- ern world, but, they say, “Our problem is to get as‘many fam- ilies as possible into a modern sanitary household in the shortest possible time.” To drive home-the full sig- | nificance of new housing, our Chinese friends in Shanghai urged that we visit one of the old “workers’ villages” — one . of the “Chinese sections’’ of the old extra-territorial-foreign- concessionaire regime. “There,” they said, “you will see where we had to start from.” The workers’ village we vis- ited was appalling. Narrow streets and lanes, ill-ventilated hovels, death traps and incu- bators of disease. With hund- reds of the villagers around us, young and old, we crowded into one of these “homes” up- on which foreign and Chinese © landlords fattened. The chairman of the village “Inhabitants. Committee” told us of some of the horrors of this slum area in the old. days. The people were so poor they could not pay for water, garbage disposal, fuel or light. The narrow streets were an inferno of filth, disease, rats and death. Dead children, many at birth, were deposited on the street aléng with the garbage, their little bodies of- ten half eaten away by rats before removal. Prostitution, vice and crime stalked the village night and day. Cold and hunger took its additional toll in the win- ter months. An appalling saga of exploitation and the wan- ton destruction of a people. And this only a few miles away from the French, BP German, American and o “extra-territorial concess! if in Shanghai, where the perialist profiteers talli | their “take” in their pa) residence and turned deal : to the plight of ‘the wot “villages.” When, as often happen we were taking a final well of our Chinese hosts : asked, “Well, what are ? criticisms of our work?) found it difficult to be ol What can you say to # who accomplishing much? are There are times when Y can be terribly empty, 2” membering the herculea? of eliminating the “wo villages” of pre - liber? days, this was one of times. As our plane rose above great city of Shanghal_ ; nose flattened against the” dow to watch a little gro" men_and women waving #, bye until it dwindled | speck — a speck re world, and working desP { ly to efface. the evile@ of old. ; COMING .. ANNUAL BOOK SAL FOUR DAYS a ‘ SATURDAY, JANUARY 26 MONDAY, TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY, — JANUARY 28, 29, 30 337 West Pender — Vancouver, B.C. 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