Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Camogie!

Today was a good day at school! I started out in my usual class and we had an awards day for all of the girls who got perfect attendance last year. Then we went to do some Irish dancing. Watching the little girls dance is so fun!!! After break my teacher asked me if I wanted to go to the "bar" with the sixth grade girls for camogie. I really wasnt sure what the bar was or if it was really the kind of bar that I was thinking of haha! So I went with them to the bar which was a camogie field about five minutes down the road. I watched them practice and play a camogie match. Camogie is a girl version of hurling. They have wodden sticks and they have to hit the ball with the stick down the field to score. It is like soccer but only with hands and clubs instead of feet.

On the walk to the "bar" the sixth graders literally surrounded me like I was famous or something. It was so funny. They ask me things like are you the American girl?, who did your hair?, do you know any celebs? Do you know my cousin wil, he lives in chicago?, Have you ever seen a real live squirrell (they dont have those here and they are really interested in them), have you been to new york, disney world, or california? Hahaha I think it is sooo funny!! They also try to impersonate my accent... they always say oh my god!!! in such a vally girl way!!!

tomorrow our shcool only goes till noon for the girls then the teachers have a staff development day. So I guess that will be nice!

Amanda and I are going to get something in town for dinner tonight!!!!

love you all and miss everyone!

1 comment:

  1. Hey there sweetheart, I've been having KT blog post withdrawal and have been stalking your blog today for a new post....so happy to see one.

    I'm glad school is going well. I think it is really funny how fascinated the girls are by the "American girl". I had never heard of camogie before, I am learning so many new things since you got to Ireland. Hope you found someplace good for dinner tonight.

    I miss you bunches.
    Love,
    Marianne

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