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Home | The Carnaun Centenary Book | Book | Chronicle | Education, Entertainment, History, People As I reflect on Alice Taylor’s book “To School through the Fields” I borrow and adapt a similar title: “School across the Mountain” – that is Walshe’s’, of course, in writing some of my childhood reflections with the scholars on the way to school. The era was in the post depression period with Germany having embarked on World War 11 and these memories are centred on the late 30s and early 40s. It is with joy that I recall some memories of the people we encountered on this journey on the way to school. The unpaved road then known as Scott’s Lane connected Castle Lambert and Lisheenkyle that eventually led to Carnaun School. It was the journey taken by the Higgins, Ruane, Moylan, Harris, Grealish, Kelly and Gilmore families in pursuit reluctantly of the wisdom that Tim and Babs O’Regan and Julia Monaghan, our School teachers, tried to impart to us. Shakespeare talks about all the world as a stage and men and women were merely players. Such players are encountered in the persons of our neighbours on the way to school, where we sometimes made many unnecessary stops, whether needed to or not, consistently resisting the reception of academia, projected upon us by our teachers. There was Eddie Quirke-may he rest in peace! The smell of morning bacon that made us long for an early lunchtime still activates my palate. Then Mike and Mary Clancy, an elderly couple who lived in Scott’s house and who always gave generously of sweets and goodies to hungry children on the way home from school. Across Walshe’s Mountain and the fragrance of heather and gorse, the hiding place of the fox that provided the fall hunt for the Galway Blazers. It also provided the summer butterflies for Joe Higgins and Mick Moylan and Staff Ruane to be later released in the classroom much to the dissatisfaction of our school master, Mr. O’Regan. Through Gleann ‘a Ghadaigh in the evening, we stopped to smell the buttercups and taste of wild strawberries that only an elder pupil would know of their location from year to year. One of the hard lessons we learned early in life was that Tom Kelly’s apple orchard was out of limits. On one occasion he made the long journey to Carnaun School to report the misbehaving students from Castle Lambert much to the chagrin of Mr. O’Regan and the embarrassment of our parents who thought their children were above reproach and not capable of such misdemeanors. In the early years of World War 11, in the early morning, we met Mick Monaghan with his huge bicycle loaded down with rabbits and snares, the provider of meat for many in the surrounding neighbourhood. In the early 1940s while the present Carnaun School was being renovated, class was held in Walshe’s house, now the residence of Willie Burke. The shorter distance for the boys and girls from Castle Lambert and Lisheenkyle did not inspire them to any greater academic endeavours. Editor’s note: A “Mountain” in East Galway terms is a rough rocky uncultivated ground! – – Written by Patrick Higgins Published here 05 Feb 2021 Page 057 of The Carnaun Centenary Book – – The Carnaun Centenary A compilation of short articles about the life and times at Carnaun National Sch… Here some recent records: Interview Delia Ryan talks to Vincent Murphy 1996 ContributeMany thanks to all our writers, researchers and contributors who have made this collation of writing a meaningful historical record. If you would like to add an article, news, thoughts, opinions, photos or anything else to the Athenry.org Library please contact our Editor, Finbarr O’Regan at: oreganathenry@gmail.com Contact
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Home | The Carnaun Centenary Book | Book | Chronicle | Education, Environment, Folklore, People D’Fhoghlaim na paistiían Ghaeilge ó scéalta go mór mhór scéalta faoi obair na feirme agus an nadúr. San Earrach bhíodh caint ar an dtreabhadh, an fuirseadh agus cur an tsíl leis an gcéachta agus an bracha agus cur an tsíl ón bpráiscín. Sa Samhradh bhíodh baint an fhéir agus baint na móna acu. San Fhomhair bhíodh ar an bhfeirmeoir na barrai a bhaint agus sa nGeimhreadh bhíodh air bia a thabhairt do ainmhithe na feirme. B’iad na scéalta céanna nach mór a bhí in úsáid sa scoil ó bhliain go bliain agus thaithin cuid acu níos mó leis na paistí ná na cinn eile. Thárla go raibh triúr gasúr ó Scoil Charnáin ag iarraidh “An Preparatory Scholarship” a fháil agus sa “Bish” i nGaillimh a bhi orthu an t-agallamh a dhéanamh. Beirt chigire ó Bhláth Cliath a bhi ann. “Cad tá an feirmeoir ag déanamh an t-am seo den bhliain?” an cheist a chuireadh ar an gcéad lad ón scoil seo. “Ag treabhadh agus ag fuirseadh ata sé anois” arsa an buachaill, “ach ní fada anois go mbeidh sé ar an bportach. Is maith leis dul ar an bportach. Eiríonn sé go moch ar maidin. Cuireann sé an t-asal faoin gcarr agus cuireann sé an barra rotha, an sléan agus an laí isteach ann. Suas ar an gcarr leis féin ansin agus ar aghaidh leis ar an bportach”. Ar ndóigh bhí cluas ag an g’keyhole’ ag an Máistir scoile amuigh agus is é a bhí sásta leis an gcéad scoláire. “Agallamh maith” ar seisean leis fein. “Céard faoin gcluiche mór an Domhach seo chaite?” an cheist a cuireadh ar an dara Carnánach. “Níl fhios agam tada faoi” arsa mo dhuine bocht “mar bhí orm dul ar an bportach le m’athair”. D’éirigh m’athair go moch ar maidin. Chuir sé an t-asal faoin gcarr. Chuir sé an barra rotha, an sleán agus an laí isteach ann. Suas ar an gcarr leis ansin agus ar aghaidh leis . . . . ” Agus ar aghaidh leis an scoléire leis an scéal go tapaidh agus nior thug sé seans ar bith do na cigirí aon cheist eile a chur go raibh an t-am caite. “Bhfuil aon sean-fhocal agat a bhuachaill”? arsa cigire nuair a tháinig a triú fear as Scoil Charnán isteach. “Mara bhfuil agat ach pocaide gabhair bí i lár an aonaigh leis” arsa an gasúr le brod. “Maith thú” arsa an cigire. “An raibh tú riamh ar an aonach?”. “Bhi go minic” arsa’n buachaill, “ach bhfearr liom bheith ar an bportach”. “Eirionn mé go moch ar maidin. Cuireann mé an t-asal faoin gcarr. . . . .”. “Is dócha go gcaitheann tú an barra rotha, an sleán agus an laí isteach ann” arsa cigire amháin le droch-mheas. “Bhi an-eolas ag na cigirí as Bláth Cliath ar an bportach” arsa mo dhuine leis an múinteoir nuair a thainig sé amach. “Cé’n faith nach mbeadh taréis an ath-chleachtadh a bhí acu?” arsa an muinteóir agus ba bheag nár bhris sé “cinc a mhuiníl” leis an sceilp a thug sé dhó. “Agus an oiread scéalta eile a mhún mé dóibh” ar seisean leis féin go brónach. – – Written by Finbarr O'Regan Published here 05 Feb 2021 Page 042 of The Carnaun Centenary Book – – The Carnaun Centenary A compilation of short articles about the life and times at Carnaun National Sch… Here some recent records: Chronicle Sir Roger Casement ContributeMany thanks to all our writers, researchers and contributors who have made this collation of writing a meaningful historical record. If you would like to add an article, news, thoughts, opinions, photos or anything else to the Athenry.org Library please contact our Editor, Finbarr O’Regan at: oreganathenry@gmail.com Contact