(BOOK î Fiche Bliain ag Fás) by Maurice OSullivan – solutions–development.co.uk
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or poetry or language then this book is for you Maurice O Sullivan writes of poetry or language then this book is for you Maurice O Sullivan writes of life in the Blasket islands off the western coast of Ireland in the early 1900 s Reading the book you can hear his brogue and that wonderful way of Irish storytelling slow and wandering and soft Here Is How The Book Begins how the book begins am a boy who was born and bred in the Great Blasket a small truly Gaelic island which lies north west of the coast of Kerry where the storms of the sky and the wild sea beat without ceasing from end to end of the year and from eneration to Horn (Horn, generation against the wrinkled rocks which stand above the waves that wash in and out of the coves where the seals make their homes Heoes on to tell of his life on the islands of fishing and hunting and dances and folktales and laughter The Blaskets are abandoned now but with this book O Sullivan keeps them alive What a treasureThe title comes from an old Irish saying Twenty years a تعلم jQuery فى 120 دقيقة growingtwenty years a blooming twenty years a toiling and twenty years in decline I am a boy who was born and bred in the Great Blasket a truly small Gaelic island which lies north west of the coast of Kerry where the storm of the sky and the wild sea beat without ceasing from end to end of the year and fromeneration to Damian (The Caine Brothers generation against the wrinkled rocks which stand above the waves that was in and out of the coves where the seals make their homes A lovely book My favorite book Aift from my father Paints a picture of life on the Blasket Island as it was dying away Beautiful landscape descriptions images of childhood on an island rich with cultural traditions and adventures Interesting look at what life was like in such an isolated place Lots of killing birds including Puffins overfishing drinking smoking etc It sounded like a very hard life although the author loved it The descriptions of the land took me back there The author hated school and here s a sentence from the first page The schoolmistress teaching us was a woman who was as rey as a badger with two
tusks of teeth hanging down over her lip and if she wasn of teeth hanging down over her lip and if she wasn cross it isn t day yet I read this after the opportunity to visit the Blasket Island center in Dunuin and aze out at the Great Blasket Amazing stories of rowing up on the island taking the currach to discover the main land I m sure my visit made the descriptions even vivid A powerful rich and funny book about a young man s childhood on the Great Blasket island off the west coast of Ireland I enjoy visualizing the magical scenery where his stories are set His humor is so understated that it sometimes takes a second read to catch it his wit is dry but his characters are real true and human probably because they are the real people with whom he rew up on the islandThe Blaskets are abandoned now and have become a nature preserve This is a wonderful way to connect with a past vibrant culture I ve spent the last couple of weeks on a little island off the south west coast of Ireland It s a tiny island in world terms but the Great Blasket as it is called is by far the biggest of the În excavator (Trilogia Nomilor group of rocky outcrops it belongs to Seen from above they look a bit like a shoal of huge fish breaking the surface of the Atlantic Ocean My adventure started when Iot a present of five books written by Blasket islanders between the nineteen twenties and the nineteen fifties when the last of the island population were moved to the mainland I d read sections of one of the books a long time ago and had been curious about the others from a distance Now. Maurice O'Sullivan was born on the Great Blasket in 1904 and Twenty Years A Growing tells the story of his youth and of a way of li. .
Sky and at handling their oars The sound of the sea pervades all of the stories and while I was reading them I found it easy the stories and while I was reading them I found it easy imagine that I too was living on that rocky island with the thunder of the waves constantly in my ears and the silver of the sea before my eyes When I finished the book I was An Accidental Woman glad to have four Blasket books still to read The next three though not as elemental as Muiris s deepened my motivation to read on and the last of all Tom s O Crohan s Islandman was the perfect way to finish my adventure Tom s born in 1856 took me back to the time of Muiris srandfather s youth a time I d been curious to hear about I was sorry when I reached the last page of the last Blasket book sad to no longer have the Island and the wild seas and skies in my mind s eye This reading adventure will stay with me for a long long time A pleasant view into a life which has disappeared rowing up in an isolated community on Great Blasket an island off the Atlantic coast of Ireland at the beginning of the 20th century in the days before television radio computers and telephones Even news is infreuently brought from the mainland and not at all in rough weather Surrounded by nature fishing for a living and hunting rabbits for food in an island teeming with them the people live a simple life the "old helping the young and the women keeping up a running commentary on everything the men do Occasionally there is " helping the young and the women keeping up a running commentary on everything the men do Occasionally there is excitement including scavenging after shipwrecks caring for a boatload of shipwrecked sailors from the Lusitania and trips to the mainland for wedding celebrations Originally written in the Irish language it s clear where the lilt of present day English speaking Irish originates including the turn of phrase and tendency to use curses as part of normal conversation In the first part of the 20th century this tended to be various phrases invoking the devil Nowadays it usually takes the form of various words beginning with the letter F Back then a reeting was the formulaic God save all here with the answer God and Mary save you A The Siege Winter gentler time which was already disappearing with the shadow of young people leaving for America in search of their fortune and even Maurice O Sullivan himself leaving to become a policeman on the mainlandInteresting andently told in the form of disconnected episodes of recollection in a storytelling style Not very exciting and yet I read it to the end It s a shame I didn t manage to take this to the BookCrossing Convention in Dublin but perhaps that would be taking coals to Newcastle and it s better to release it so Ireland enthusiasts here can enjoy it BookCrossing book One of the fine Blasket books which are The Accidental Romance great for providing a link to the Irish peasant storytelling tradition a tradition that for the most part was all oratory prior to the books being translated And even though it s a translation from Irish you can still hear the author s brogue when he says things like On the way back we shortened the road withreat talk This wasn t my favorite book of the year by any means but it was an interesting read as I have an interest in Island life and the history of the life on the islands of the Coast of Ireland While it was entertaining at times it did become repetitive and dragged and perhaps the translation from Irish to English takes away from the flow of the story It has to be noted It is the first translation into English of a Chalk Cheese genuine account of the life of the Irish peasants written by one of themselves as distinct from what has been written about them by. A wider public his style is derived from folk tales which he heard from hisrandfather and sharpened by his own lively imagination.
summary Õ eBook or Kindle ePUB ´ Maurice OSullivanHere they were a little mountain of Books At My Elbow Waiting For Me at my elbow waiting for me pick through them I felt a little daunted at embarking on such a collection of what can only be described as oral histories originally written in Irish Two of them were transcribed from the spoken word and the others though
WRITTEN DOWN BY THEIR AUTHORS FOLLOW THE PATTERNS OFdown by their authors follow the patterns of story tellingI eyed my little mountain of oral history for a few days wondering where to begin and then decided to jump in at the deep end and start with the longest book Maurice O Sullivan s Twenty Years A Growing It was a lucky beginning From the first page and although I was reading an English translation his descriptions of his home place beguiled me the island where the storms of the sky and the wild sea beat without ceasing from end to end of the year and from Christmas with Grandma Elsie (The Original Elsie Dinsmore Classics generation toeneration against the wrinkled rocks which stand above the waves that wash in and out of the coves where the seals make their homesIn contrast to the other four books written when their authors were elderly there s an energy and vitality in O Sullivan s account he was barely thirty when he put his memories of life Doctor Who growing up on the island on paper Muiris as he was called in Irish was born on Great Blasket in 1904 but sent to the mainland because his mother diediving birth to him His father fetched him back to the island when he was six and it was then he heard his first words of Irish We sat in to the table and they began conversing in Irish I sat listening to them shyly like a dog listening to music but I could not make any sense out of it If Muiris ഹിമവാന്റെ മുകള്ത്തട്ടില് Himavante Mukalthattil grew to understand the language uickly it was thanks to hisrandfather with whom he spent his days while his father was out fishing And if he learned to tell stories as well as he does in this book it was also thanks to his randfather who was one of the best storytellers or seannachai on the island There was a vibrant story telling tradition in rural Irish communities in the nineteenth century and poets capable of reciting their own and others s verses from memory were to be found in many districts This was a legacy of the fil bards who used to be attached to a chieftain s court but who had been dispersed among the people when the chieftains were ousted by English colonial policies in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries There was a poet called Shane Dunlevy on the Great Blasket in Muiris s randfather s time and the people of the island
Would Gather In The Evenings In One Of The Islandgather in the evenings in one of the island to listen to his poetry as well as to stories music and song none of which was written down but simply handed on to the next Myself and Other More Important Matters generation via freuent repetitionGrowing up listening to all this oral history it is no wonder that Muiris turns his memoir into a series of stories There are stories about hunting for rabbits on the mountain that runs from the eastern tip of the three by one mile island to the western end stories about climbing down the cliffs on the sheer north side of the mountain in search ofull s eggs There are stories of ship wrecked sailors rescued from the waves There are stories of fishing expeditions around the other Blasket islands when he was old enough to handle a set of oars The islanders used light wooden boats covered with canvas called currachs Because there was no proper harbour on the island the boats had to be lifted out of the water between trips to keep them safe from the wild sea But when they were out on that wild sea there was little to keep the fishermen safe but their skill at reading the. Fe which belonged to the Middle Ages He wrote for his own pleasure and for the entertainment of his friends without any thought of.