The highlight of this years fun walk, for me, had to have been dressing our tutor, Mr. Lawlor up as Sandy from Grease. He was really willing to do whatever it took to beat Ms. O' Callaghan & Amina....which involved wearing a skirt, leggings, a size xs t-shirt & a blonde wig.
After practising our routine endlessly, we were finally ready to perform in front of the judges & despite some problem with the CD, the dance went great & everybody seemed to enjoy Sandy's dive roll at the end...most likely because his wig flew off, revealing a bad cap xD
Unfortunately however, Amina took the crown from TY, but we enjoyed ourselves none the less :)
Since we were TY's we went to the various stops around Celbridge to stop the cars & let the students pass. My designated place was the T junction beside Oldtown Mill & was there with Mr. Kiely & a few other TY's. It was pretty busy but I did manage to spot a teacher from my old school, Mr. O' Sullivan!
After the walk, we went back to the school, got some food & drink & had a small party & then we were all free to go home....
& that's basically it :)
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Religion Poem
So this is the poem our group (Mia, Ailbhe, Leah & Myself) composed about poverty :)....
If we sit idly by...
And ignore the world's feeble cry,
We have made the choice to wait,
Leaving others to suffer their fate.
Looking and searching, there's no water here,
Except my baby's falling tear,
My world seems to be caving in,
If we don't act now, tis a sin.
If we sit idly by...
And ignore the world's feeble cry,
We have made the choice to wait,
Leaving others to suffer their fate.
Looking and searching, there's no water here,
Except my baby's falling tear,
My world seems to be caving in,
If we don't act now, tis a sin.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Colour Me Beautiful
So today two ladies came in to do a workshop with TY's called "Colour Me Beautiful" which basically was a programme which enabled us to slot ourselves into a category...(soft / deep / light / warm / clear / cool) & see what colours & style suit us, depending on what group we're in :)
To start off, they described the different groups & gave us examples of celebrities from each one, eg:
Deep...Cheryl Cole
Light...Kate Moss
Cool...George Clooney
Clear...Anne Hathaway
Soft...Jennifer Aniston
Warm...Nicola Roberts
They then quickly divided us into our own individual groups...I was a "soft" & they asked for volunteers from each category to come up. They placed different shades of various colours on each volunteer, while the audience judged whether they suited the person or it...it's amazing how different a person's complexion looks depending on the shade they're wearing!
Next we took a multiple-choice questionnaire which when we added up the marks at the end, told us our "style type." I myself got the "romantic" style type, which according to the test, means, I enjoy getting dressed up & being well....girly :)
We were also briefly, at the end, told about how body shape & size affects the size of patterns or items you should wear. For example, a person classified as "petite" should not wear large patterns, whereas, anyone over 5'7, should not wear small patterns.
Overall the day was a great success & I would definitely recommend it for incoming TY's =D
To start off, they described the different groups & gave us examples of celebrities from each one, eg:
Deep...Cheryl Cole
Light...Kate Moss
Cool...George Clooney
Clear...Anne Hathaway
Soft...Jennifer Aniston
Warm...Nicola Roberts
They then quickly divided us into our own individual groups...I was a "soft" & they asked for volunteers from each category to come up. They placed different shades of various colours on each volunteer, while the audience judged whether they suited the person or it...it's amazing how different a person's complexion looks depending on the shade they're wearing!
Next we took a multiple-choice questionnaire which when we added up the marks at the end, told us our "style type." I myself got the "romantic" style type, which according to the test, means, I enjoy getting dressed up & being well....girly :)
We were also briefly, at the end, told about how body shape & size affects the size of patterns or items you should wear. For example, a person classified as "petite" should not wear large patterns, whereas, anyone over 5'7, should not wear small patterns.
Overall the day was a great success & I would definitely recommend it for incoming TY's =D
Monday, October 11, 2010
Carlingford =D
Well a few days after my arrival home from Carlingford, the feeling had yet to return to my legs. To simply describe our two-day adventure as "fun" would be a tremendous understatement.
Despite having hauled ourselves out of bed at the ungodly hour of around 5:30 in the morning to catch the bus to Louth, the atmosphere around the place was electric. Dragging massive, over-sized suitcases into spar, nattering away like estranged couples, we were met with quizzical looks from the few customers present. Once we had stocked up on rubbish for our feast later on that night, we set off on our journey.
Upon arriving at the centre, we were made aware of the rules, introduced to the staff, given our room keys and brought almost immediately to our first activity....the high ropes xD It's difficult to even put into words the emotions of excitement, angst and utter fear that captivated the air. The look of pure horror on the faces of many as they were told what they would be doing, was absolutely priceless :P Along with the staggering heights, we also had the pleasure of rain throughout the activity. Although I enjoyed each of the challenges, my favourite yet most terrifying experience consisted of four girls, one by one climbing up quite a narrow wooden pole and pulling themselves up onto a minuscule green platform at the top....which for the record, was not steady. Once everybody had successfully reached the top, we put our arms around each other and leaned back over the edge, letting go one by one to be lowered down. I don't think I've ever loved the feeling of the ground under my feet any more in my entire life than at this moment.
For our afternoon activity, we went canoeing and also took part in some games once we reached the other side...one which meant spinning around as fast as you could ten times while looking down...staying upright seemed the biggest challenge for most, as girls were falling into bushes and people left, right and centre =)
Although it probably was the most traumatising experience I've ever had, our late-night hike turned out to be our most memorable anecdote, a story which we will no doubt be telling our grand-children about in years to come. We set out about 7 o clock in the evening..for what we thought was a rather leisurely two-hour hike up in the mountains....now I cannot help but smile at how naive we were. xD Trudging upwards, nearing the half-way mark, moaning like 5-year-olds in a supermarket, we assumed the worst was behind us....how foolish. With night closing in, the wind picking up, rain starting to fall and mist forming around us, thicker and thicker with each step, it felt like we would never get home. Alas just as we thought the night could not possibly get any worse, the rain strengthened, each drop feeling like spears tearing into our flesh and what felt like gale-force winds blowing us off course. Girls were dropping to the floor, weak and hungry, cursing the other half of the year who were at this point sitting in front of the toasty fire, shoveling Chinese into their mouths. Through some miracle however, in the end, we managed to return home, chanting Christmas carols in a desperate attempt to lighten the mood.
The next day was spent orienteering and practising archery...a seemingly easy task, but proved harder due to our aching limbs and severe lack of sleep the night before.
Overall, I had a truely fantastic time at Carlingford. The staff I must admit were legendary =P ....such as Pablo (aka Eoin)...the comedian/musician who liked to share with us his most atrocious jokes and prod us with branches when we fell behind the crowd, Peaches, a slightly sadistic being who enjoyed throwing us out of our canoes into freezing cold water, and Gordy...the evil man who dragged us up the hike on Monday evening.
That's it for now,
Emma x
Despite having hauled ourselves out of bed at the ungodly hour of around 5:30 in the morning to catch the bus to Louth, the atmosphere around the place was electric. Dragging massive, over-sized suitcases into spar, nattering away like estranged couples, we were met with quizzical looks from the few customers present. Once we had stocked up on rubbish for our feast later on that night, we set off on our journey.
Upon arriving at the centre, we were made aware of the rules, introduced to the staff, given our room keys and brought almost immediately to our first activity....the high ropes xD It's difficult to even put into words the emotions of excitement, angst and utter fear that captivated the air. The look of pure horror on the faces of many as they were told what they would be doing, was absolutely priceless :P Along with the staggering heights, we also had the pleasure of rain throughout the activity. Although I enjoyed each of the challenges, my favourite yet most terrifying experience consisted of four girls, one by one climbing up quite a narrow wooden pole and pulling themselves up onto a minuscule green platform at the top....which for the record, was not steady. Once everybody had successfully reached the top, we put our arms around each other and leaned back over the edge, letting go one by one to be lowered down. I don't think I've ever loved the feeling of the ground under my feet any more in my entire life than at this moment.
For our afternoon activity, we went canoeing and also took part in some games once we reached the other side...one which meant spinning around as fast as you could ten times while looking down...staying upright seemed the biggest challenge for most, as girls were falling into bushes and people left, right and centre =)
Although it probably was the most traumatising experience I've ever had, our late-night hike turned out to be our most memorable anecdote, a story which we will no doubt be telling our grand-children about in years to come. We set out about 7 o clock in the evening..for what we thought was a rather leisurely two-hour hike up in the mountains....now I cannot help but smile at how naive we were. xD Trudging upwards, nearing the half-way mark, moaning like 5-year-olds in a supermarket, we assumed the worst was behind us....how foolish. With night closing in, the wind picking up, rain starting to fall and mist forming around us, thicker and thicker with each step, it felt like we would never get home. Alas just as we thought the night could not possibly get any worse, the rain strengthened, each drop feeling like spears tearing into our flesh and what felt like gale-force winds blowing us off course. Girls were dropping to the floor, weak and hungry, cursing the other half of the year who were at this point sitting in front of the toasty fire, shoveling Chinese into their mouths. Through some miracle however, in the end, we managed to return home, chanting Christmas carols in a desperate attempt to lighten the mood.
The next day was spent orienteering and practising archery...a seemingly easy task, but proved harder due to our aching limbs and severe lack of sleep the night before.
Overall, I had a truely fantastic time at Carlingford. The staff I must admit were legendary =P ....such as Pablo (aka Eoin)...the comedian/musician who liked to share with us his most atrocious jokes and prod us with branches when we fell behind the crowd, Peaches, a slightly sadistic being who enjoyed throwing us out of our canoes into freezing cold water, and Gordy...the evil man who dragged us up the hike on Monday evening.
That's it for now,
Emma x
Social Development Day
The excitement could almost be felt buzzing through the class as we chatted, waiting in anticipation for our special guest to arrive.
As soon as he bounded cheerfully in the door, we were given designated seating places (according to the day and month of our birthdays) so that we would mingle with everybody in the class as opposed to sticking with our usual group of friends. The first exercise consisted of us conversing with our neighbour about ourselves....including exposing our most embarrassing moment to our classmates...which despite some apprehension on the part of some people, created great enjoyment amongst us all :)
We took part in various other activities during the day, such as swapping coloured cards which contained different qualities (eg. good at leading a group). After analysing ourselves and our classmates, we were divided into four groups depending on our most prominent card colour:
Red...Bull...Director
Blue...Cat...Observer
Yellow...Cow...Entertainer
Green...Dog...Mediator
Fun was had by all during this exercise, especially when Austin acted out scenes that would reflect our different personality types. =]
When the face paints were brought out, the class lunged for the packets like a pack of ravenous dogs. Despite the struggle to get a hold of the paints, for me, this was the most enjoyable part of the workshop. It really did help us to become closer as a class group and feel more comfortable around each other. xD
That's it for now,
Emma x
As soon as he bounded cheerfully in the door, we were given designated seating places (according to the day and month of our birthdays) so that we would mingle with everybody in the class as opposed to sticking with our usual group of friends. The first exercise consisted of us conversing with our neighbour about ourselves....including exposing our most embarrassing moment to our classmates...which despite some apprehension on the part of some people, created great enjoyment amongst us all :)
We took part in various other activities during the day, such as swapping coloured cards which contained different qualities (eg. good at leading a group). After analysing ourselves and our classmates, we were divided into four groups depending on our most prominent card colour:
Red...Bull...Director
Blue...Cat...Observer
Yellow...Cow...Entertainer
Green...Dog...Mediator
Fun was had by all during this exercise, especially when Austin acted out scenes that would reflect our different personality types. =]
When the face paints were brought out, the class lunged for the packets like a pack of ravenous dogs. Despite the struggle to get a hold of the paints, for me, this was the most enjoyable part of the workshop. It really did help us to become closer as a class group and feel more comfortable around each other. xD
That's it for now,
Emma x
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