Posted by Magnolia Mary on October 28, 2000 at 19:57:49:
Enter now through the big double doors,one by one,in line by class.This room was used as a lunch room on wet days,the only day I would eat lunch at schoolwas when my mother thought the weather too ferocious to walk all the way home to Turlough Rd at lunch time.A sandwich and a bottle of milk.This room had books and stuffed birds behind glass.The books were what fascinated me,but they were not to be touched or read by us.
Turn the corner now and look in the first door on the right at all the little ones counting their numbers,some on the large abacus in Mother Lawrence's Baby room.Move on now to Sr Assumpta's High Infants through the door at the bottom of the winding stairs.Wet coats abound underneath the stairs.I was a daisy in a little Irish play.Caill se a fainne,fainne.fainne.Fade out to Sr Alacoque's First Class,First Communion,Hail Mary,Full of Grace,she intoned,Shrine to St therese,The Little Flower.This room was also used for exams and was the venue for Fr O'Malley's weekly talks to the older girls.Oh the brave ones asking the questions,on paper yet that everyone wanted answered but were too embarassed to ask.
Thundering up the back wooden stairs now,more wwt coats piled on even more wet coats in the cloakroomsand beyond that St Joseph's.Enter now into Sr Kevin's Second Class where the Third Class pupils could readily see when you were in trouble,as you had to stand up on your seat facing into Sr Immaculata's Third Class.Here was the cofra or the siopa,the pencils,the copy's,the Holy Pictures,the angels.
Leave now and get your rude awakening in Sr