Cruinneas sa Ghaeilge!

Acccuracy in Irish!

I had no idea what lay ahead, as we had never been to Glencolmkille before. I shared my first impressions of this area with you last week, and now I want to write a few words about the course I attended in Glencolmkille.

Nuair a shroicheamar Oideas Gael i nGlencolmkille ar an Satharn, chuir bean den fhoireann fáilte romhainn agus threoraigh sí muid go dtí ár lóistín ar imeall an bhaile. Lóistín leaba agus bricfeasta a bhí ann agus bhí seomra mór dúbailte againn (mé féin agus mo bhean chéile) le seomra folctha en-suite.  Is trua é nach raibh lánlóistín ar fáil, cosúil leis an lóistín a bhí againn i nGleann Fhinne an tseachtain roimhe, ach sin a bhfuil.

One hundred and twenty people attended the induction session at seven o'clock on Saturday, and one of the organizers explained to us everything about Oideas Gael and the courses that would be available to us. In particular, he said that Irish classes would be available to us at seven levels and another special course called 'Accuracy in Irish'. This course is aimed at people who speak Irish to a high standard, who already have some knowledge of the grammar of the language but who wish to gain a better knowledge of it. The emphasis is on writing and reading the language but speaking activities are also involved. I had no choice but to attend this course!

The other seven classes were more general with the emphasis on spoken Irish. My wife signed up for one for them and she really liked the course. We had a busy schedule, with classes taking place every day (Monday to Friday) from ten o'clock in the morning until lunchtime at one, and again from three to five o'clock in the evening. an bhéim ar Ghaeilge labhartha. Shínigh mo bhean chéile suas le ceann dóibh agus thaitin an cúrsa go mór léi.  Bhí sceideal gnóthach againn, agus ranganna ar siúl gach lá (Luan go hAoine) óna deich a chlog ar maidin go dtí am lóin at a haon, agus arís óna trí go dtí a cúig a chlog sa tráthnóna.

There were ten people in my class, and we had a great teacher called Dubhán. I already knew him, as he taught us the advanced class in Glenfinn the week before. Dubhán is a man very familiar with the subject of Irish, and he has a PhD in hand at the University of Ulster, on the Fiannaíochta legends. He is also a creative writer, and has published a collection of poetry called 'IDEO Locator'. Dubhán laid out the course based on the textbook written by Éamonn Ó Dónaill MA, 'Gramadach gan Stró'. Éamonn taught the same course years ago, using his own book.

I loved the approach that Dubhán had. It didn't start with chapter 1, chapter 2 and so on through the book, page by page. Instead, he chose interesting topics, and then taught lessons discussing those topics and using the book to give us insight. We also did homework from the book, to convince us of the points.

The following are a few examples of the material.

Adjectives in the Genitive Case: I didn't know before this class that there are three declensions of adjectives! We learned about them and the rules associated with them.

Numbers: Dúbhán dived deeply into this matter, and we learned things like this: 'the beginning of the first week' (week in genitive case), but 'the beginning of the second week' (with week in the nominative); 'the end of the long great eleventh year' (genitive) and 'the value of the twelve houses' (nominative).

Verbal noun – genitive case: This genitive case is usually the same as the verbal adjective. For example: 'smoking', but 'smokers' (caitheamh versus caite in latter case), 'cleaning toilets', but 'toilet cleaner’(glanadh versus glanta in latter case)).

The nominative form instead of the genitive: this is a difficult matter – when two (or more) words come together in the genitive case what changes need to be made? It is necessary to learn about the Meaning Unit (Definite and Indefinite) first, to understand the rules related to it. Example: 'discussing John's son's problems' (‘ag plé fhadhbanna mhac Sheáin’).

Variations of speech: for example - 'I don't believe the house was right' ,(Ní chreidim a dheise a bhí an teach); 'there is no man so strong that age does not weaken him', (‘níl fear dá láidre nach lagaíonn an aois é’); 'As Smart as you are, I am smarter', (‘dá chliste tú, tá mise níos cliste’); 'the man is getting weak'( ‘tá an fear ag dul i laige’).

I don't have space to mention other subjects, but the examples mentioned above gave you a small taste of the course. We had a great week learning all the time, and I will definitely be back to attend another course before long. If you are interested in improving your Irish, I highly recommend the courses offered by Oideas Gael in Glencolmkille and courses are also available online!

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Gleann Cholm Cille!

Glencolmkille!

Glencolmkille

The sheet of fields overflowing

Waves sliding down the valley

Falling towards the sea below

To the most beautiful place in the world

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Its name is Glencolmkille

I have never seen anything like it

Wonderful and warm people live there chroíúil ina gcónaí ann

The site is steeped in history suíomh

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Located in Donegal Gaeltacht

In a beautiful, remote place out in the countryside

In a beautiful, remote place out in the countryside

To speak Irish with ease

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You have affected me deeply, O Glencolmkille

You have me put completely under your spell

I am changed because you moved my heart

I'll miss you when I'm back home

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Glencolmkille O Glencolmkille

Your equal is not to be had, be it old or new

Glencolmkille O Glencolmkille

We will be back together, be it sooner or later

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There is no arguing about the beauty of Glencolmkille. My eyes almost popped out of my head when we were driving down the road from Ardanra and an incredible view was revealed above us, stretching down to the shining sea, with the town of Glencolmkille sitting in the valley, framed by majestic hills that drop steeply into the choppy waves on the shores of the Atlantic Ocean. It is difficult to describe this place, without resorting to poetry, to convey to you the feelings associated with the sight. That's why I wrote the poem mentioned above. I also wrote a short poem in English – here it is:

Glencolmkille

Fresh green-fielded quiltwork spills,

Pleats and folds tumbling down hills,

Gliding through glistening, gulleted glen,

Riven by meandering river Murlin

Cloud-swaddled as it cradles spangled sainted land,

Then Softly surrenders to the sea's silver sand.

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There is much to recommend about the Glen and its area, in terms of the activities available. Oideas Gael's headquarters are on the edge of town, and they organize Irish language courses from the beginning of the summer, at all levels. Other courses are also available – including archeology and mountaineering – all in Irish. People meet in Glencolmkille who have a strong love of culture and language, and although most of them are Irish, foreigners are also involved. I will be writing an article about the same matters in another article, but today there is a general overview, about Glencolmcille and the area where it is located.

Áiseanna agus lóistín

The town has shops, restaurants, pubs and a garage. Bed and breakfast accommodation or self-catering apartments are available, but are very popular. Therefore, it is quite difficult to find any kind of accommodation in the town itself and people often have to find accommodation somewhere else, like Na Cella Beaga, and then commute to the Glen.

Slí Cholmcille agus Turas Cholmcille

The Cholmcille Way goes from Glencolmcille in Ireland to the Isle of Î in Scotland, visiting sites associated with the Saint's life and tradition. This Way is similar to the Camino de Santiago in Spain. Every year, a pilgrimage is organized by Gaeltacht cooperatives and language planning areas. The walks are usually led by mountain guides and native speakers.

In Glencolmcille itself, Slí Colmcille follows the route of Turas Colmcille. People go on a pilgrimage to Glencolmkille every year between the 9th of June (the festival of the Saint) and the 15th of August (the festival of the Ascension). Some ancient stones (dating back to 3000 BC) and gallants (dating back to 500-700 AD) can be seen at the 15 sites that make up the stops on the tour.

An Clachán

The 'clachán' was opened in 1967, as a community project founded by Father Mica daivhir, a famous priest who founded many social schemes. There are seven thatched houses located under the mountain near the large beach, which give the visitor an insight into local life in the 18th, 19th and 20th centuries in west Donegal. There is also a nice craft shop and cafe.

Conclusion

Glencolmkille is a beautiful and remote place, with many facilities and activities available. I would highly recommend you to visit it and especially if you want to improve your Irish.

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Fáilte Roimh Chách – Inné, Inniu agus Amárach!

Welcome Everyone – Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow!

Welcome Everyone – Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow!

It's not too long ago when nobody would have thought that the day would ever come when people would be flooding the coasts of our country, hoping to join us. Wasn't it in the opposite way that the human flood was pouring out of us, day after day, week after week and year after year? At that time, you would only hear complaints and grievances from the poor about the poverty of this poor country. Everyone had the same tune, all claiming that our country had gone astray. The media were confirming the same attitude, saying that this country had been "banjaxed", and had gone down the toilet, into the sea.

Even our education system was aimed at getting jobs for our young people in overseas countries, and we were training doctors, nurses, priests, teachers and more, who had no chance of getting a job ONLY overseas. In addition to that, the people of this country did not care about the migration of those educated people, or about the 'Brain Drain' as it is called in English.

Undoubtedly, those who migrated did well, but of course, we should never forget the injustice done to them, when we, as a community, were unable to serve them in their own homeland. Although they managed to achieve a good career, they often shed the bitter tears of exile, because wouldn't it be much better to have the same success in their own country? They were wonderful people, who sent money home to us when it was badly needed.

Arrival of the Celtic Tiger

Big changes began in the nineties, slowly at first and then faster, until we no longer had those difficulties. Young people were going on holiday to faraway places in the world. People had cars, who once had only poor four-legged, long-eared Neids. People were going out to inns and restaurants to dine. And as well as that, people were dressed elegantly, all the time. The look, taste and smell of money was to be found, below and above, near and far, all over the country. You would no longer hear people saying on the Radio or the Television that our land had been "banjaxed", as the people who used to sing that tune were now sitting pretty, earning a pile of money over the years, from the purse of that same "banjaxed" State. To make a long story short, the news of the money was soon out on us, all over the world.

Na  Leanaí Gorma

There was only one result of that reputation for money, and that was that people came to the coasts of this country, hoping that they would get a generous share here. Those people came, one by one at first, then in small groups, and finally, they became a strong, unstoppable flood. In the beginning, we did not treat the strangers who came among us so generously, since we had no practice of such, but with the passage of time, we had to accept that we had a duty to treat them with dignity and respect. Didn't we spend many years in this country collecting pennies for the "Black Babies", but when those same Children grew up, and when they came to try and get in, well - that was a whole other story! But after a while, we were made aware that we had no other choice but to give them asylum, when such was due to them, and in addition to that, we welcomed essential workers who came to us in a strong, hopeful, unstoppable toorent, and no wonder we welcomed them, as they helped us to feed and fatten the hungry, Celtic Tiger of ours. As far as I am concerned, we should welcome those righteous people who come to us, in search of asylum, or work, and we should also be happy to grant them the citizenship of our country, if they deserve that.

Now, it wasn't just the "Black Babies" who came to our door, since as soon as the word spread that there was excellent work and jobs to be found there, people from different ethnicities started raising their sails, to make their way to this country.

Welcome to All

Although it is more difficult to deal with more people, we still have to stick to our basic principles. May we never forget the millions of us who fled this country during the Great Famine and found refuge in other countries, including Canada and the United States. No matter how hard it is, it is better to do something, in my opinion, especially in a situation like this. That's not to say that rules aren't necessary, because they are, but when anyone is admitted legally into the country, and especially those seeking asylum, we have an obligation to treat them well. When I see terrible things happening in Dublin, where a camp for asylum seekers was set on fire, or in Ballincollig in Cork, where and a former school was set on fire, which was almost ready to give asylum to refugees from Ukraine, I am both disappointed and determined. Actions speak louder than words, and it is time for us in this country to fight xenophobia, and offer a helping hand to the refugees that our government took in in the first place, to give them a new life. We have no excuses and we have to do the right thing from now on.

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Go gCana sí leis na hAingil!

May she sing with the Angels!

It is hard to believe that Sinéad O'Connor has passed. I hope she will finally be free of worry, unlike in her life.

Childhood Injuries

Sinéad’s upbringing impacted her whole life, and especially her mental health. She described it in her autobiographical book entitled "Rememberings".

She was born in Glenageary in Dublin in 1966. In 1975, her father left and her family was split. Sinéad and her little brother went to live with their father, but they missed their mother a lot that whole time. So after a while they went to live with their mother. The whole thing was torture for Sinéad, as her mother beat the shit out of her over and over again. When she was just thirteen years old, Sinéad attended a rehabilitation center for girls with behavioral problems. She benefited little from that, however, and left the center after only a few years. She then attended boarding school in Waterford. During the summer holidays, she joined a band. When she went back to school, she left the band and ran away from the school and then got a bedsit for herself. In 1985, her mother died in a car accident. Sinéad was only eighteen at the time. Later in the same year, she signed a contract with 'Ensign Records', and left the country and went to London. The wide world knows what happened next!

Fame and Fortune

Sinéad received a Grammy for best rock performance in 1989, with her debut album 'The Lion and the Cobra', and that was just the beginning. When the song 'Nothing Compares 2 U' was released in 1990, she achieved international recognition as a singer, and the song went to the top of the charts around the world. The music video that was released with the song was also excellent, and still stands as a great example of that art. 'Nothing Compares 2 U' was nominated for three Oscars and 'Rolling Stone' magazine named Sinéad as 'Artist of the Year' in 1991. She has released 10 albums in total, with songs in various genres of music. from rock music to reggae music, from punk to traditional music.

Zealous Activist

But she was not just a musician, as she was an outspoken activist for human rights, who had no qualms about using her global platform to speak out without fear or shame against those who violate human rights.

Sinéad’s reputation was tarnished when she ripped up the Pope's picture in front of the world on the famous show 'Saturday Night Live'. She was showing her determination regarding the behavior of the Catholic Church, and in particular Catholic priests who sexually abused children. The ripping up of the picture caused trouble for Sinéad O'Connor, and she lost most of her fans in the United States as a result, even though she was absolutely right about what was going on.

But she was irrepressible, and Sinéad continued to speak out for those who were wronged, no matter how.

In Ireland, she built public support for people struggling with HIV/AIDS, at a time when it was heavily stigmatized. He spoke out for women's rights and also for immigrant rights.

The Last Track!

She had a difficult life, as she had constant ill health, both body (fibromyalgia) and mind (bipolar disorder). And worse for her than anything else, her son Shane died tragically as a result of suicide in 2022, and his death broke her heart.

On July 11, two weeks before her death in London, Sinéad announced that she had almost finished a new album (with only one track left). She has been working on the album for the past five years, her first album after her album "I'm Not Bossy, I'm the Boss" (2014).

Sinéad herself did not find any closure, between music and work. So, the best thing for us to do to find some sort of closure for her is to continue the fight for a worthy cause on behalf of the oppressed! She would want that, no doubt! I hope she will be able to sing with that amazing voice of hers, that was unbeatable, instantly recognizable, powerful and sometimes lonely, wherever she is!

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Dírbheathaisnéis: 2 – Tús Ré Nua!

Autobiography: 2 – The Beginning of a New Era!

I attended national school in Clontarf for a year or two, after the 'Holy Faith Convent'. I was a fragile child, and I fell ill again when I was seven. I didn't have to stay in hospital this time, but I was quite weak for a few years afterwards. All my ribs were visible, I was so thin. On account of being so sick, however, I didn't grow much, either. On top of that, I had asthma. No wonder I didn't like physical sports.

Library

We went to the library in Howth every fortnight, as my mother was a voracious reader. She read four books every two weeks, and when I turned seven, I got my own library card. I got a couple of books every two weeks, and I read them constantly, they were so interesting to me. When I read a good book, gates were opened into a new magical world, so that I forgot everything else that was going on! I loved all kinds of books for young people. For example, I read a few series by the great author Enid Blyton, like 'The Famous Five' and 'The Secret Seven'. I also loved 'The Hardy Boys' series. It's no wonder, then, that reading is still one of my favorite activities!

An timaistear laethúil go Marian College agus cuimhní ag baint leis

I changed to a new school in the fourth grade in primary school. I was very happy to jump into our car with my Dad, to attend Marian College – me as a student, and him as a teacher! I remember our little commuter car, a Lloyd Alexander; Dad whistling and singing "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date" on the way to school on Lansdowne Road.

Driving from Clontarf to Lansdowne Road, we would pass Nelson’s Pillar on O'Connell Street. We went up to the top of the pillar once around 1964 and had a great view of the city and the surroundings. Little did we know at the time that we would never have that opportunity again!

The statue of the famous British admiral had been a landmark in Dublin for the past 161 years, but it was blown up by a small bomb in 1966. It was carried out by Liam Sutcliffe, a member of a splinter military group. We got a granite stone from the bullet, and I had it as a souvenir for a while. 161 bliain anuas, ach séideadh é le buama beag in 1966.  Ba é Liam Sutcliffe, ball de scoiltghrúpa míleata, a rinne é. Fuaireamar cloch eibhir ón bpiléar, agus bhí sé agam mar chuimhneachán ar feadh tamaill.

At the same time as one structure was being destroyed, another was being built - the building called Halla na Saoirse (Liberty Hall), located near the River Liffey in Dublin. It was the tallest building not only in the city, but in the country, before the County House was built in Cork in 1968. We were very proud of that modern building, as it was the first skyscraper in the country. It was the beginning of a new era, really.

There was a strong connection between the United States and Ireland at that time, as there still is, because there were a large number of emigrants who went to the United States from Ireland, especially during the Great Famine (1845-1847). I remember well when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated, because my parents were very sad about it. My mother was crying and saying how good Kennedy was, who had a strong connection with Ireland, and who was the first Catholic president in America ever!

Once, in 1964, after we had seen her on our daily commute, my father took me for a visit on board the American nuclear merchant ship, the N.S. Savannah. Although I did not understand at the time what a nuclear craft was, I recognized that it was an innovative, powerful and modern technology.

Ní raibh Cultúr na caoithiúlachta’ tagtha fós!

But despite the skyscrapers and nuclear power, we still had a long way to go as a country, compared to today. Here are a few things you might not believe about those times.

I didn't see traffic lights until much later. The guards did that job at the time; wearing white gloves while standing in the middle of the road directing traffic with batons.

Color television didn't appear until the late sixties!

There were no personal computers, and there were only a few mainframe computers in the country - at the Irish Sugar Corporation!

All that without mentioning the smartphone, which almost everyone in the country now has, and which was not to be invented for decades!

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