Me: It’s nice to see you wearing your Fáinne
Her: Mmm.
Me: Have I scuppered it? Are you never going to wear it again?
Her: I’m just unsure about the cultural elitism surrounding a language that can’t really afford it.
In related news, we had parent/teacher meetings for herself earlier this evening – all well. At least, I think so, most of the talking was done in the first national language – although I draw the line at the teacher from Donegal who I find completely unintelligible – so my comprehension was at about 80% but the signs seemed positive. I missed the presentation on the new Junior Cycle because I was still queuing to see her year head but she tells me that she was called upon to list her extra-curricular activities to give the parents an idea of what children could include in the new Junior Cycle Profile of Achievement. Good call because there cannot be a child in Ireland with more extra-curricular activities. She was there this evening because she was doing registration of parents and selling raffle tickets in aid of the student council. Of course she was.
The Princess has a droll way of cutting to the chase. I haven’t stopped by your blog for a while, so was thrilled to realise you are doing the NaBlo thing again. I’ve enjoyed this months posts so far, particularly 101 small pleasures, beautiful. I even enjoyed the post about the expensive Thai, pizza and a trip to the supermarket.
Hoping your sister is very well again soon, I also have a sister I’m very close with, we are all very lucky, sisters are the best.
The photo of your parents was a lovely touch. It wasn’t until I put together the photo montage for my mother’s funeral, that I realised how much the constant pain had changed her in her later years. It’s so difficult to watch them slip away. It was nice to remember her laughing and telling stories.
Thanks Thalie, what a lovely comment. Really sorry about your mother – it’s all a bit grim, this growing old, isn’t it?