Autobiography 12 – Jackie Robinson!

In the last chapter, I was writing about the summer holidays, and what I used to do during those wonderful summers that stretched out almost forever at the time. But unfortunately, all good things come to an end, and eventually I had to go back to school. That change was quite difficult, because it not only involved going back to classes, but also having to gather my wits and say goodbye to my home and family until the next holidays. After the summer, I used to live in the school for three months until I had a good break at Christmas. I needed a little self-discipline after being locked up for so long. But unlike most students, who had to stay in school every weekend, I used to have a couple of days off every week at home, which I loved.

My life at school, however, was lonely. I was a fragile boy with asthma, so field sports were not for me. I developed a good camaraderie with the football and hurling players, but I didn’t have that opportunity. I played handball and although there weren’t many students playing, there were a few other regular players who I made friends with as a result.

I loved academic life, and I studied or read every chance I got. I stood out because almost everyone else in the school preferred to be outside, playing together. There were a few other students who were interested in the same things as me, and we got along really well from the start. It takes one to know one, as the old saying goes, and it was certainly true in my case.

My cubicle in the Dormitory

In my first year at school, I was in the small St. Columba’s dormitory. It was a gentle introduction, for there were only ten of us, and we had a supervisor – a young man who was studying at the seminary, named Jackie Robinson. My cubicle was by the door, and I didn’t have much privacy, but I didn’t care. I was the second smallest boy in the dormitory, and the other boys would play together before we went to bed every night. I didn’t usually take part in those games, although the smallest lad, Seán Ó’Cúiv, was always in the middle of the action. I had asthma and consequently wasn’t very strong. When Jackie heard the scream coming out the door and into to the room he was in, he would come in and settle us down. Then he would turn out the light. We would go to bed immediately, as we were tired after classes, studying and playing and running whenever we got a chance.

Because I wasn’t playing with the other boys, I drew their attention, and they were asking me questions trying to understand why I wasn’t joining them in their games at night. I didn’t want to seem like a loser, and I made another excuse that I was tired or something like that. But the boys didn’t believe a word of it, and they started to tease me every night. One time, Jackie saw me blinking my eyes to hold back the tears. He had a word with me discreetly and asked me what was going on. I told him that the other boys in the dormitory were ganging up on me, and hurling insults at me and calling me nasty names. He nodded his head and walked away. I still remember that the insults and names stopped before long. The other boys started chatting to me, and after a while I was comfortable in the dorm, laughing and talking to every boy there.

The next time there was a loud noise in the dorm, Jackie ran in to stop it. He looked at me knowingly, and said: “And you too, Michael - go back to your cubicle and take your pillow with you!” A big smile spread across his face, and he was out the door. I was one of the guys now, and I was very proud of that.

I still don’t know what Jackie did behind the scenes, but it’s clear that he had a few words with each of the guys. Because we all respected Jackie very much, we listened to what he had to say to us. He did the job without me knowing, but at the same time I knew he did the job. I learned a great lesson that our ancestors have well said: there are many ways to skin a beast. Without a doubt, diplomacy is the best way to ensure peace. I had a better life at school after that, and I am always very grateful to Jackie for what he did for me.