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Treasured Memories of Prison School

There were stories about the “Bean Si” (“Banshee”) and the “Cóiste Bodhar” (“Death Coach”). Dick Brady would bring up his experiences with Ghosts, and he would end with “There isn’t a word of lie in it”.

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THOSE WERE THE DAYS….

My memory of the school is the entrance hall being cold and darkish while the classrooms were bright and airy and fairly warm most of the time. The turf for the school fires was sup-plied by the families of pupils. I remember the quite pleasant aroma of the classrooms. It came from a mixture that included turf smoke, chalk, ink, sunlight soap, probably some kind of polish and various other substances.

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Cherished Memories of my childhood

The room was bright with high windows and the walls were a cheery primrose colour with green trim. Toward the front of the room stood the teachers desk and chair, a little stand with a basin of water and soap, a large blackboard mounted on an easel stood in the corner. 

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