Happy Saint Patrick's Day! Starting with morning pinches for anyone not wearing green, this day is special in that my children's father is half Irish and my kids are a quarter of the same rebel blood. I, on the contrary, don't boast of that unruly breed, my closest kin from that region of the world being Welsh. And while speaking of that country, I will point out that St. Patrick himself was Welsh, not Irish!
He simply traveled to Ireland to share the message of salvation to those heathen on the heather worshiping druids and Celtic
beings of the sort.
¡Feliz Día de San Patricio! Empezamos esta mañana pellizcando a cualquiera de los niños que no vistan con el color verde, este día es especial porque el padre de mis hijos es mitad irlandés y mis niños un cuarto de esa misma sangre rebelde. Yo, al contrario, no presumo de tener nada de esa raza indisciplinada, mi parentesco de esa región del mundo es galés. Y hablando de ese país, señalo aquí que el Santo Patricio era galés, no irlandés! El simplemente viajó a Irlanda para compartir el Evangelio con aquellos paganos primitivos adorando los druidas y dioses celtas semejantes.
Now, while these pictures are all taken in lovely Holland from last July's visit, I imagine it's the same blinding and fresh green that symbolizes Ireland and the Irish.
Bueno, mientras sacamos todas estas fotos en bella Holanda durante la ultima visita en julio, me imagino que tiene que ser el mismo color brillante y refrescante de verde que simboliza Irlanda y los irlandeses.
In a shady nook one moonlit night
A leprechaun I spied.
With scarlet cap and coat of green
a cruiskeen by his side.
'Twas tick tock tick his hammer went
upon a tiny shoe.
Oh, I laughed to think he was caught at last,
But, the fairy was laughing, too!
-
Angela's Ashesautobiographical fiction by Frank McCourt
