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“Dear Grace” National Prize Winning Letter

 

Cloud 9,

42nd Air Hole,

7th Heaven.

 

   Dear Grace,

       “Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the Late Late Show. I’m your host Donal Mischo and here is our first guest. Prepare to be dazzled, bamboozled and positively dibibbeled, here is Ms. Grace Nolan!! Well Grace how are ye? I’m sooo glad you could come and chat with your good old pal (ie. ME). It’s been long since we last met. But I see you haven’t changed a bit. …. What I’ve been doing? Well ... okay.”

 

       “In September ’04 my family and I moved from Germany to Ireland, and I’m telling ya, I nearly had a heart failure when I saw two massive removal vans pull into our no. 11 doorstep. The vans seemed like two tremendously big, black holes eager to devour all our furniture and belongings. First we had to stay at my Gran’s house and get used everything that was new to us. But after about a month of being utterly petrified I met new people and had some friends to hang out with. I guess I’m not as apprehensive now about everything and everybody. My new school is called the Friary (St. Malachy’s BNS if you will). You know something gobsmacking? My granddad taught Mr. Stanley (principal) when he was in school. My friend’s name is Conor. Conor and I were building a base in the space that separates his garden from the neighbour’s garden. We built a table from tiles, a roof from wooden planks and made it as habitable as possible. We were really proud of what we had accomplished. But then the neighbours found it and aggravated the whole situation by getting infuriated by the fact that our base was on their property. So we started building a new base in my back garden. And that was that.

 

       My dad’s a banker, my mum’s a (special needs) teacher and my sister is an ordinary, bubble-gum chewing, bunny loving, boring old girl. She’s about your age I’d say. Chiara likes playing the piano and has Arachnophobia. Over the summer holidays she purchased a (ferocious, man-eating, hulk-like, rather corpulent) rabbit. His name is Snoopy. I’m considerably different. I’m more a quiet type of person. But I’m addicted to voracious reading. At the moment I’m reading “A Series Of Unfortunate Event’s” by Lemoney Snicket. Those kids could do with a guardian angel to keep them from Olaf’s clutches. I’m also pretty good at basketball, tennis and playing the guitar. I’ve just learned a new song. It’s called “The Evening Blues” I also collect stamps. I’ve about 140 stamps from loads of different countries such as Monaco and Japan. That’s pretty much everything I’ve been up to these past few months.

 

       You have probably not been able to read “ The Irish Times” so I’ll inform you of what the world has been up to. Good evening and welcome to the news. The main headlines include: new pope has been elected after John Paul’s death, hurricane Katrina leaves New Orleans in smithereens and the ’06 World Cup Qualifiers will be playing for the World Cup in Germany’s very own Frankfurt. That was an extract from World News. As you can see we have a new pope, his name is Benedict XVI. And you know what? He’s from Germany! Anyway, a hurricane called Katrina whizzed through New Orleans, leaving nothing but devastation in her path, not mentioning the innumerable people she left dead, injured or in abysmal circumstances (I was really shocked when I saw the TV reporter standing amongst all the debris which once built up the modern state of New Orleans).  But not only that … OH  NO, she had to flood the Mississippi and leave thousands more without a home, didn’t she?… Okay I admit I’m getting a bit hysterical. I’ll just take a deep breath and exhale nice and slow. That’s better… Okay where was I? Oh yeah. I am soooo  ecstatic!!! You wanna know why? Because the World Cup is going to be held in Frankfurt (Germany) practically in my home-city.

IS THAT COOL OR WHAT ..?.. And that’s all from the newsroom.”

 

       “Well Grace it was nice talking to you but I’m afraid the camera man is signalling me to end the show.” “But join us next week when we will be talking to Michael Jackson and Chris Tarrant. See ya then!”

       I will send you this letter via APS (Angel Posting Services). And maybe.?… Just maybe… You could send me a shooting star in return.

 

 

                   Your earthling friend,

                   Donal

 

               

PS. See ya in 70 years! 

 

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