Irish Parental Advice
Nostalgia time. And a list.
Ten pieces of prime advice from an Irish childhood.
Universal themes I suspect.
All in all, as a child it was a very positive experience. As a marsupial it was a very confusing one.
1. Don’t walk on the grass verge
2. Don’t go near the chipper on the way home
3. Don’t go climbing in those shoes
4. Don’t be giving your father a baldy cup of tea
5. Don’t open that - the doors!
6. Don’t go making yourself comfortable, you’ve to get the messages
7. Don’t put that drain of milk back in the fridge
8. Don’t bang that door, there’s a cake in the oven
9. Don’t say waw-her
10. Don’t sit down, you’re going straight back out to play
See Other Nostalgic Lists:
• Ten Songs They Taught Us In School in Ireland
• Irish Inventions and their Inventors
• If Wishes Came True in Irish Songs
Eolaí gan Fhéile:
“Shouldn’t you be outside?” said during gale force wind and rain.
Eolaí, you forgot “get up them stairs, or I’ll sell your bed”. (btw: We lived in a bungalow so it didn’t work on us).
Actually, being a culchie (and proud of it) I only ever got nos. 3,8 & 10.
ps. You came 1st in my latest list.
pps. I have TG4 on. Comhrá atá ar súil anois. Ón TG4 féin: “Is baintreach í Mary Ivy le 40 bliain anuas agus insíonn sí dúinn faoin a saol pósta agus faoin a saol mar bhaintreach. Is bean láidir neamhspleách í Mary Ivy a thóg a cuid leanaí léi féin”. Ceist roghnach duit (as Béarla): Do you miss it? Hearing the music of the language I mean, not the TV channel.
Flirty - yes, I should have said that #10 always had the soundtrack of beating rain. For some reason the rain seemed more important than the playing. Now as a grown up in a foreign land I send myself out in the rain, especially when I don’t want to go.
Primal - yes, a major omission, usally phrased along the lines of “Don’t you come down those stairs” as if the house was riddled with several sets of staircases
Agus faoi Do Rogha - Go raibh maith agat. Lists are good, especially tabular lists - and ’tis perfect for the next round of funky links.
For me to hear the language I have to choose to do so. I miss not choosing, and then being randomly assaulted by said music. Of such things are smiles produced. And I liked the way it made me think.
I’m also all too aware of the difference between listening to something blind or even accompanied with the technology of video, to hearing the actual people talking so close you could touch their face, though you wouldn’t for they are strangers and that would be socially unnacceptable.