Today we had classes for the first time (the rest were intro). On Wednesdays we have history and lit. Our new history teacher is ok, but not nearly as cool as Aiden the dwarf. Then we had LIT. I love our lit teacher. We read some Yeates poems, and I think for the first time I truly appreciated what poetry is and can be (as corny as that sounds.)
After school we went to Merion sq. It's a really famous part in the "Georgian" part of the city. There's a famous statue of Wilde there that we took pictures with. It was absolutely beautiful.
I went shoe shopping b/c my shoes have a tear in them! But now I have pretty black dress shoes so that is good
After dinner we went out for Irish music in Dun leary (correct spelling nothing like that but in Gaelic) It took us a wile to find but it was worth it. It was in the basement of this little place in a residential neighborhood. It was filled with smoke from the fire and was the only warm dry place I've been in since I've been here. It was a little pub were locals get togeather to jam - more or less - in traditional music. The best part of then night was when this old man - who looked a lot like Grandad - got up to sing a song. He had the most beautiful voice, never heard anything like it, just the sound of it pulled on your heart strings. He sang this song about the magic of music and unrequited love. The two lines I remember are "well do you know are don't you, that I'll be thinking of you, when I walk along the valley and sing this song" and - this is my favorite - "the magic in the music is in the note that lingers on." FANTASTIC!
Molly - a girl from our group whose dad was born here - got up to sing a song and the Irish were flored. They came up and were like "I had no idea that could come from the likes of ya'" She rocked the house!
I get to go to parliament for the first time tomorrow, so I'm going to try and sleep.
night
3 comments:
I WANT TO GO THERE. ...correction: I HAVE TO GO THERE.
Good luck in Parliament today, knock 'em dead with the new shoes (Speech rule).
Will,
I am so so so so proud of you. I felt like I was right there with you. And I am just floored that my sewing job did not hold longer than a couple of weeks....... :) I got all teary reading about the man that looked like Grandad and the beautiful song he sang. Thanks for keeping up with your blog. It is WONDERFUL to read. Love you lots, mom
HI! Glad all is going so well, you should have sung too! I bet you would have brought down the house!! Thanks for keeping us up on what is happening. GOOD LUCK and have fun in Parliament. Be sure to keep copies of all you write (it will make it easier to complete your biography that way) :) Kay
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