Special Needs Schools

Soon after, it was time for myself and the priest to leave. We waved goodbye to all the kids, who were still getting seated. In the car, he said something shocking to me, something which I don’t think I shall soon forget…It was almost too difficult to let the gravity of that statement sink in.

Written on top of the bell tower in Florence

‘…Brunelleschi, Medici and several generations of Florentines eventually saw it built, despite persecution, disbelief in the integrity of the design and enormous practical hurdles. So never stop believing, just keep taking the next step.’

‘Jerusalem’ by Irish College Choir

‘The words of this chant are ‘Jerusalem, Jerusalem, convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum’ (‘Jerusalem, Jerusalem, turn back to the Lord your God’). They can be applied to the whole world. God wants us to turn to Him in love and it is never too late.’

Hope and Faith in our Times

‘Do you believe I can do this?’ They said, ‘Sir, we do.’ Then he touched their eyes saying, ‘Your faith deserves it, so let this be done for you.’ And their sight returned.’

Where can a language take you? (Part Three)

I woke up the following morning feeling a mixture of mild trepidation and excitement. My first day at school! As a teacher, of sorts. (This story may make more sense if you read parts one and two, in case you haven’t done so already. Here are the links!) https://ajshannonblog.wordpress.com/2014/01/28/where-can-a-language-take-you-part-one/ https://ajshannonblog.wordpress.com/2014/02/02/where-can-a-language-take-you-part-two/ I had Kellogg’s Frosties for…

Where can a language take you? (Part Two)

‘Caracoles en salsa’ – Snails in sauce. Mmmmm! (Google Images) (Note: All names changed for individual’s privacy.) The first day felt like like trying to negotiate an obstacle course whilst blindfolded and relying solely on the guidance of spectators. Barcelona El Prat Airport at one in the morning. Bus to Gran Via. Found my hostel…

Where can a language take you? (Part One)

Maynooth College South Campus (Courtesy of Google Images) The day had finally arrived. A day of mixed feelings. A day of feeling like a small burden was now gone. A day of feeling like I had achieved something. A day of subconsciously thinking ‘that’s great, but what do I do now?’ My final day as…