James (wcs3.norfolk.nipr.mil - 126.96.36.199)
|Posted on Wednesday, June 26, 2002 - 01:20 pm: ||
I just had to post this. Please forgive me for my rather self-indulgent moment, but I think most will understand.
I am a divorced Dad who gets precious little time with my one and only daughter. Much to her frustration, I am sure, I make every attempt to expose her to things mentally stimulating. Camping trips turn to nature lessons, doctor visits become biology lessons and so on. After my trip to Ireland, I began to expose her to what little Irish I was able to. On the hour long ride from her Mom's house to mine we spend a bit of time listening to Buntus Cainte tapes and I try to spend about an hour or so per visit reviewing the book with the tapes. This, of course, only lasts as long as it takes for me to see utter boredom and frustration written all over her 10 year old face. But, I firmly believe that we (Americans)are the most singly monoglotic group on this planet and I find that deplorable. So, I persist in my efforts, both personal and paternal.
Yesterday, as we were traveling through the rural areas of our state, hard hit by drought, in one of those periods of awkward silence that often occurs between pre-pubescent girls and their fathers, my dear little angel looked at me and said, "Tá se tirim, Daddy."
I just about ran off of the road! After regaining my composure I responded with "Tá se tirim agus tá se té, friesin." (Thereby exhausting my linguistic
Keep at it gents, (and ladies) the kids aren't hopeless and your efforts are not in vain.
Thanks again for indulging my paternal pride. I'm sure this crowd knows from whence it comes.
Seosamh Mac Bhloscaidh (dialup-188.8.131.52.dial1.newyork1.level3.net - 184.108.40.206)
|Posted on Wednesday, June 26, 2002 - 01:36 pm: ||
Maith thú, a James, agus maith an cailín chomh maith.
Tá sé e te brothallach le tamall anois. Chuala mé toirneach go díreach agus mise ag tosnú a scríobh. B'fhéidir go gcasfainn an ríomhaire as. Ádh mór.
Fintan (neta.lisp.com.au - 220.127.116.11)
|Posted on Thursday, June 27, 2002 - 09:28 pm: ||
Yeah James, well done indeed! Isn't it the BIGGEST reward when they speak the language to you spontaneously?....
Isobel (m'iníon) has got the numbers 1-10 pretty well down pat (paron the pun); and can usually remember "Dia duit", "Slán", and sometimes even "Oíche mhaith" and "Codladh sámh". It really blows me away that she's only 5 and 1/2, and by the time we get to Ireland (somewhere in the next few years) she'll have some degree and competence in the language. Kids, eh? Go figure *chuckle*