Happiest day of your life ?

[John m]

No Jamses Street CBS then Ballyfermot tech for a month then Emmett Road for two weeks . Here OCCi give this a read .I sent this into Sunday miscellany on RTE radio in 2914 .....

THE STICK CONUNDRUM .
Young Domminick Hoolihan stood in the parlour of his family home surrounded by his aunts and uncles .His mother was the vice principal of the local girls school and his father taught in the boys school with his elder brother in the next town .
A dozen large bottles of Guinness and a round of neatly cut sandwiches were placed on the sideboard and a bottle of port for the girls was produced from the kitchen .
Then the barter of beastly behaviour began .”Well Son you will be starting out at the teaching tomorrow and your going to need a stick .You need to decide if the stick is for pointing or putting the fear of god into them and demanding discipline. There is a selection beyond in the shed ill go and get them “.Domminicks father left the room to locate the bundle .
“ I prefer a good piece of Bamboo Caine “Dominics mother opines “It gives a grand swishing sound as you strike the air and gets their attention and it can give a right good stinging slap when you need to .I can tell you if I give you one or two of them across the tip of the fingers or the Palm of the hand you will stop doing whatever you were doing and sit up and pay attention”.
Uncle Frank who was a lay teacher with the Christian Brothers preferred a wooden dowel that he retrieved from the back of an old chair he had removed all four dowels and committed three of them to stock for further use.
The throaty roar from Mr Hoolihan expelling air like a Heralds Trumpet announced that there were great words of wisdom on the way.Tony insisted on being referred to as Mr Hoolihan in public to denote his status as a teacher .He once derided a past pupil who was running for the local council for addressing him by his first name at a husting . “You cannot beat the leather strap ,those Christian Brothers gave a fair bit of work to design that yoke .I knew a fella from Naas who had a brother who worked in a saddle makers and he was getting five bob each from the brothers for a good strap and they were only made up of scrap leather .I asked him to manufacture one for me but he said he thought that the Brothers owned the design so he couldn’t .
Domminics father returned from the shed with a bundle of assorted sticks rolled up in an old flower sack tied in three places with strong twine to keep the sticks dry and tightly bound together to stop them bending ,untying the twine he cast the sticks onto the dining room table and with a loud command instructed the lad to “Choose your weapon “The gathering selected sticks from the bundle and began to road test them by swishing through the air and striking the tip off the back of the Parlour door to hear how well it would resonate before they would advise on the most suitable educational aid .
Domminick fortified himself by tilting his glass and pouring in the last of his bottle of Guinness and drinking it back in one announcing .”I wont be wanting a stick .I don’t believe in corporal punishment “ How are you going to control that lot without a stick “asked his mother with total shock and a touch of maternal concern for her child impending .Uncle Tony grunted “Its lads like yourself with Hippy ideas that are going to ruin this job .How is a man advanced in years to defend himself in a class of thirty or forty without a stick “
“Do you ever stop to listen to yourself Tony ?asked Domminick . You are a Primary school Teacher the Children are no older than twelve and you present yourself daily in front of a class as an armed man .Not one teacher in the Teacher Training College needed a stick to encourage us to learn “. “I have heard your sort before in the teachers staff rooms all idealistic and new wave but after a fortnight you will see the light so pick your Provisional stick while we are all here to offer wise council” grunted an exasperated uncle Tony .
Dominick declined the offer .Dominick retired from teaching this year with over forty years service and never once struck a child .

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Re: Happiest day of your life ?
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"I left school when I was 12 before they could educate the intelligence out of me "

That's the most profound statement on here I've ever read .....its fuking brilliant

It's called paraphrasing.

"I was born intelligent but education ruined me."?

Answer from ChatGPT:

This quote is often attributed to Mark Twain, but there is no evidence that he ever said it. It is often used to express the frustration people feel about the way education is structured, and how it can stifle creativity and critical thinking. Some people argue that the quote is a commentary on the traditional, rote-based approach to education, which can discourage curiosity and independent thinking. Others argue that the quote is a criticism of the way education can make people conform to societal expectations and lose their individuality. Others believe that the quote is a reflection of the individual's personal experiences with education and should not be generalized. Overall, the quote is open to interpretation and can be seen as a criticism of the education system or an individual's personal experience.



The quote "I was born intelligent but education ruined me" is often interpreted as a criticism of the education system, suggesting that education can sometimes restrict creativity and original thinking. Some people believe that traditional education systems focus too heavily on memorization and rote learning, rather than encouraging students to think critically and creatively. This approach can be particularly frustrating for students who feel that their natural intelligence and curiosity are being stifled by the education system.

On the other hand, some people argue that the quote is more a reflection of the individual's personal experience with education. For some individuals, the education system may not have been a good fit, or they may have had negative experiences with teachers or classmates that impacted their learning. In these cases, the frustration and disappointment expressed in the quote may be more about their personal experience than a critique of the education system as a whole.

It's worth noting that the quote is often attributed to Mark Twain, but there is no evidence that he actually said it. Nonetheless, the sentiment expressed in the quote has resonated with many people, and it continues to be used as a way to express frustration with the education system or individual experiences with education.

[Octavia1]

The Octy Grab:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSWBuZws30g

If ide  baut 100 quids worth of   bitcoin the day I emmmm... " left the gaff" ....it be worth €5,000,000 today 
....

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The Octy Grab:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSWBuZws30g

If ide  baut 100 quids worth of   bitcoin the day I emmmm... " left the gaff" ....it be worth €5,000,000 today 
....

[Octavia1]

No Jamses Street CBS then Ballyfermot tech for a month then Emmett Road for two weeks . Here OCCi give this a read .I sent this into Sunday miscellany on RTE radio in 2914 .....

THE STICK CONUNDRUM .
Young Domminick Hoolihan stood in the parlour of his family home surrounded by his aunts and uncles .His mother was the vice principal of the local girls school and his father taught in the boys school with his elder brother in the next town .
A dozen large bottles of Guinness and a round of neatly cut sandwiches were placed on the sideboard and a bottle of port for the girls was produced from the kitchen .
Then the barter of beastly behaviour began .”Well Son you will be starting out at the teaching tomorrow and your going to need a stick .You need to decide if the stick is for pointing or putting the fear of god into them and demanding discipline. There is a selection beyond in the shed ill go and get them “.Domminicks father left the room to locate the bundle .
“ I prefer a good piece of Bamboo Caine “Dominics mother opines “It gives a grand swishing sound as you strike the air and gets their attention and it can give a right good stinging slap when you need to .I can tell you if I give you one or two of them across the tip of the fingers or the Palm of the hand you will stop doing whatever you were doing and sit up and pay attention”.
Uncle Frank who was a lay teacher with the Christian Brothers preferred a wooden dowel that he retrieved from the back of an old chair he had removed all four dowels and committed three of them to stock for further use.
The throaty roar from Mr Hoolihan expelling air like a Heralds Trumpet announced that there were great words of wisdom on the way.Tony insisted on being referred to as Mr Hoolihan in public to denote his status as a teacher .He once derided a past pupil who was running for the local council for addressing him by his first name at a husting . “You cannot beat the leather strap ,those Christian Brothers gave a fair bit of work to design that yoke .I knew a fella from Naas who had a brother who worked in a saddle makers and he was getting five bob each from the brothers for a good strap and they were only made up of scrap leather .I asked him to manufacture one for me but he said he thought that the Brothers owned the design so he couldn’t .
Domminics father returned from the shed with a bundle of assorted sticks rolled up in an old flower sack tied in three places with strong twine to keep the sticks dry and tightly bound together to stop them bending ,untying the twine he cast the sticks onto the dining room table and with a loud command instructed the lad to “Choose your weapon “The gathering selected sticks from the bundle and began to road test them by swishing through the air and striking the tip off the back of the Parlour door to hear how well it would resonate before they would advise on the most suitable educational aid .
Domminick fortified himself by tilting his glass and pouring in the last of his bottle of Guinness and drinking it back in one announcing .”I wont be wanting a stick .I don’t believe in corporal punishment “ How are you going to control that lot without a stick “asked his mother with total shock and a touch of maternal concern for her child impending .Uncle Tony grunted “Its lads like yourself with Hippy ideas that are going to ruin this job .How is a man advanced in years to defend himself in a class of thirty or forty without a stick “
“Do you ever stop to listen to yourself Tony ?asked Domminick . You are a Primary school Teacher the Children are no older than twelve and you present yourself daily in front of a class as an armed man .Not one teacher in the Teacher Training College needed a stick to encourage us to learn “. “I have heard your sort before in the teachers staff rooms all idealistic and new wave but after a fortnight you will see the light so pick your Provisional stick while we are all here to offer wise council” grunted an exasperated uncle Tony .
Dominick declined the offer .Dominick retired from teaching this year with over forty years service and never once struck a child .

I remember wen brother murry got the "plastic" leather ...that fuking ting hurt ....the cunt used to lift off the ground wen he hit ya ......i swear to god  i can still remember wondering how he levitated...  i taut he was a magician....the sheer force he used heed be jailed nowadays  ..I wanted to cry ... but the lads told  ya not to cry ....heel enjoy it more they said ...
I picked up a woman few months ago near the school ...an she started sayin ....that cunt murry was an evil bastard ...playing with the kids he was ...a bleedin pedo ....tink i had a lucky escape only gettin the leather ....
Joeboy O'connor tried to get the trousers off me in artane
I did escape ...can't remember how but he wasny puttin his hands near me ...said he wanted to dry me trousers for me an put newspaper down me trousers ....dirty bastard  was irelands jimi Saville

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No Jamses Street CBS then Ballyfermot tech for a month then Emmett Road for two weeks . Here OCCi give this a read .I sent this into Sunday miscellany on RTE radio in 2914 .....

THE STICK CONUNDRUM .
Young Domminick Hoolihan stood in the parlour of his family home surrounded by his aunts and uncles .His mother was the vice principal of the local girls school and his father taught in the boys school with his elder brother in the next town .
A dozen large bottles of Guinness and a round of neatly cut sandwiches were placed on the sideboard and a bottle of port for the girls was produced from the kitchen .
Then the barter of beastly behaviour began .”Well Son you will be starting out at the teaching tomorrow and your going to need a stick .You need to decide if the stick is for pointing or putting the fear of god into them and demanding discipline. There is a selection beyond in the shed ill go and get them “.Domminicks father left the room to locate the bundle .
“ I prefer a good piece of Bamboo Caine “Dominics mother opines “It gives a grand swishing sound as you strike the air and gets their attention and it can give a right good stinging slap when you need to .I can tell you if I give you one or two of them across the tip of the fingers or the Palm of the hand you will stop doing whatever you were doing and sit up and pay attention”.
Uncle Frank who was a lay teacher with the Christian Brothers preferred a wooden dowel that he retrieved from the back of an old chair he had removed all four dowels and committed three of them to stock for further use.
The throaty roar from Mr Hoolihan expelling air like a Heralds Trumpet announced that there were great words of wisdom on the way.Tony insisted on being referred to as Mr Hoolihan in public to denote his status as a teacher .He once derided a past pupil who was running for the local council for addressing him by his first name at a husting . “You cannot beat the leather strap ,those Christian Brothers gave a fair bit of work to design that yoke .I knew a fella from Naas who had a brother who worked in a saddle makers and he was getting five bob each from the brothers for a good strap and they were only made up of scrap leather .I asked him to manufacture one for me but he said he thought that the Brothers owned the design so he couldn’t .
Domminics father returned from the shed with a bundle of assorted sticks rolled up in an old flower sack tied in three places with strong twine to keep the sticks dry and tightly bound together to stop them bending ,untying the twine he cast the sticks onto the dining room table and with a loud command instructed the lad to “Choose your weapon “The gathering selected sticks from the bundle and began to road test them by swishing through the air and striking the tip off the back of the Parlour door to hear how well it would resonate before they would advise on the most suitable educational aid .
Domminick fortified himself by tilting his glass and pouring in the last of his bottle of Guinness and drinking it back in one announcing .”I wont be wanting a stick .I don’t believe in corporal punishment “ How are you going to control that lot without a stick “asked his mother with total shock and a touch of maternal concern for her child impending .Uncle Tony grunted “Its lads like yourself with Hippy ideas that are going to ruin this job .How is a man advanced in years to defend himself in a class of thirty or forty without a stick “
“Do you ever stop to listen to yourself Tony ?asked Domminick . You are a Primary school Teacher the Children are no older than twelve and you present yourself daily in front of a class as an armed man .Not one teacher in the Teacher Training College needed a stick to encourage us to learn “. “I have heard your sort before in the teachers staff rooms all idealistic and new wave but after a fortnight you will see the light so pick your Provisional stick while we are all here to offer wise council” grunted an exasperated uncle Tony .
Dominick declined the offer .Dominick retired from teaching this year with over forty years service and never once struck a child .

I remember wen brother murry got the "plastic" leather ...that fuking ting hurt ....the cunt used to lift off the ground wen he hit ya ......i swear to god  i can still remember wondering how he levitated...  i taut he was a magician....the sheer force he used heed be jailed nowadays  ..I wanted to cry ... but the lads told  ya not to cry ....heel enjoy it more they said ...
I picked up a woman few months ago near the school ...an she started sayin ....that cunt murry was an evil bastard ...playing with the kids he was ...a bleedin pedo ....tink i had a lucky escape only gettin the leather ....
Joeboy O'connor tried to get the trousers off me in artane
I did escape ...can't remember how but he wasny puttin his hands near me ...said he wanted to dry me trousers for me an put newspaper down me trousers ....dirty bastard  was irelands jimi Saville

A convicted sex offender,s gaff has been spray painted with graffiti and later set alight on Larkhill Road, in Larkhill.
One of the attackers spray painted "FAGGET"  amongst other things on his wall. Spraying PAEDOPHILE would have pushed him beyond his comfort zone!!