Comments on: St. Patrick’s day.

By: On the importance of treat-bringing

On the importance of treat-bringing — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 06:03:51 +0000

[...] But then, in the time between writing it up and finding a picture, I discovered I’d had similar thoughts before, a year ago, and I’d already written about them. [...]

By: YELLOWDOG GRANNY

YELLOWDOG GRANNY — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 01:15:31 +0000

sigh, I make everyone angry when I tell them I despise St. Patrick and St. Patrick’s Day…as a pagan, he’s not one of my favorite people..plus the old fart wasn’t even Irish.

By: tangela

tangela — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 03:37:17 +0000

Awww. Gah. Eyes. Misting.Yes. I am a sap.Growing up in a small town sounds awesome.I don't remember that much about my elementary school days. And I'm only a teenager.That's sort of terrible, isn't it?Sigh.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:57:32 +0000

LOL pat i thought you were going to say that you took guiness to school on st pats day. We use to do that. Made the old fashioned play areas awesomely dangerous!

By: Nancy

Nancy — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:45:50 +0000

This was a great post! I went to a small catholic school out in Dallas (it is not quite so small now) run by the Sisters of the Holy Ghost. Yeah, from Ireland. County Cork. I had a very amusing Irish/Texas drawl growing up. And wrote a lot of stuff using Brit spelling. Thanks for sharing. I'm going to be smiling for the rest of the day! And by the way, I totally ignored the Pope moving St. Pat's day to the 15th.

By: Pat's Sidekick (Tights not included)

Pat's Sidekick (Tights not included) — Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:25:48 +0000

The writing in this blog, perhaps more than any other, shows how you were capable of writing the finer points of Kvothe, I think. I love your humor, don’t get me wrong. And your ability to twist and shave words and phrases and conversations to make them fit together like a 100,000 piece puzzle which depicts something no one has ever seen before. But what really, truly makes Kvothe such a powerful character for me isn’t his talents, which are so well thought out and provoking that I think God probably inhabited your mind for a little while to get a feel for what Jesus was supposed to be like. :P But no, what I like most is his pain. Nothing is more compelling than his suffering and how it formed him, forging him into a character with a complexity that mirrors the human condition. And with that little bit, um, when is the second book coming? I’m curious, cause the last time I checked with hopes held high, it was April, just in time for my birthday. So I’m wondering. Ciao, mang.

By: Amanda

Amanda — Thu, 20 Mar 2008 16:04:24 +0000

I think many schools did the "bring in a treat for your birthday" parties. Mind you, not everyone participated at my school, and it was cut short around 3rd or 4th grade.I really liked reading this post. It made me remember elementary school. Our traveling music teacher who had to classroom, only a cart with a couple of random instruments on it and some music. Our playground with a GIGANTIC tire tower, monkey bars, rings and random masses of metal poles that were indecently fun to play on.Thanks for the memories :)

By: Jessica

Jessica — Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:22:54 +0000

Pat, That would have made me cry, in a good way, were my crying organ not all worn out lately. Thanks for telling it. And it's yet another story that makes me hope I can just be some smidgen of a part as good of a mom as yours.My 10th grade chemistry teacher was right, you can't go home again. That is one of the suckiest things about life I think. But maybe we carry home with us and it becomes part of the new homes we make for ourselves. Damn I hope so anyway.Well anyway thanks for that and everything, you are something else.Jessica

By: NotBeckie

NotBeckie — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 15:54:07 +0000

I went to a fairly large elementary school in a fairly large city and I definitely remember having cupcakes on kid’s birthdays. Funny you say that you felt left out by having a summer birthday – I’m a winter baby and I always felt left out since I couldn’t have a pool party (in retrospect, my parents probably planned it this way). I’m sure cookies are no longer allowed, however. Your entry brought back lots of good memories, like playground equipment made of tires which is still there. So I guess all the good times don’t have to end.

By: illyria516

illyria516 — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 15:22:10 +0000

I love that your Mom thought of the cookies for you for St. Patrick's Day. What an awesome Mom! We did cookies at my school as well, and actually I had a similar school experience. There were about 20-25 kids in each class, four grades, recess "rules", and cookies for birthdays. I, too, look back and treasure that time, and also feel sad that it is no longer in existance as a school. I felt like those in my class had a unique experience that was essential to my general school experience. Your blog made me think of those days. Ah... so wonderful! Thanks for the reminder!PS. I remember in first grade I had a crush on this little boy and I used to hug him every day. In todays world I would have been sued for sexual harrassment and would be a Level I sex offender.