Tuesday, September 8, 2009

OPENING OF THE BUNCRANA YOUTH CLUB EXTENSION

The Official opening of the new extension of the Buncrana Youth Club in Inishowen was performed by Cecilia Keaveney. Mayor Lee Tedstone and PJ Hallinan were there as well past and present users of the club. The event also celebrated 40 years of the club



Members of the Buncrana Youth Accordion Band


The hard working staff


Past members of the club from 40 years ago



Financial help from the National Lottery

Sunday, September 6, 2009

BACK TO SCHOOL


AROUND THE PENINSULA

The New Brunswick Delegation from Canada visit Fort Dunree.



Colm McGlynn's classroom in Buncrana.


Genevieve and Seamus get married

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 72



Time

Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with €86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course!
Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow."
You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness, and success! The clock is running. Make the most of today.

To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed an exam.

To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.

To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.

To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.

To realise the value of ONE-SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.

Treasure every moment that you have. And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time.

Remember that time waits for no one. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

AROUND THE PENINSULA




The opening of the new Clonmany School


Judi and Philip wedding at Inch Chapel


Jaqueline and Joseph wedding at Cockhill Church




Moville Formal

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 71


Thanks to the Gaelscoil in Buncrana for the image...

Freedom Parrot


A man, a great man, a fighter for freedom was travelling in the mountains. He stayed a night at an inn at the foot of the mountains and was amazed that there was a beautiful parrot in a golden cage, continually repeating the words "Freedom! Freedom!"

The man thought: "I have seen many parrots, and have thought they must want to be free from those cages... but I have never seen such a parrot whose whole day is spent in calling out for freedom." He had an idea. In the middle of the night, when the owner was fast asleep, he got up and opened the door of the cage. He whispered to the parrot, "Fly away."

But he was very surprised that the parrot was clinging to the bars of the cage. He said to him again and again, "Have you forgotten about freedom? Just get out! The door is open and the owner is fast asleep; nobody will ever know. You just fly into the sky; the whole sky is yours."

But the parrot was clinging so deeply, so hard, that the man said, "What is the matter? Are you mad?" He tried to take the parrot out with his own hands, but the parrot started pecking at him, and at the same time he was shouting "Freedom! Freedom!" The valleys in the night echoed and re-echoed, but the man was also stubborn. He was a freedom fighter.

He pulled the parrot out and threw him into the sky; and he was very satisfied, although his hand was hurt. The parrot had attacked him as forcefully as he could, but the man was immensely satisfied that he had made a soul free. He went to sleep.

In the morning, as the man was waking up, he heart the parrot shouting, "Freedom! Freedom!" He thought perhaps the parrot must be sitting on a tree or on a rock. But when he came out, the parrot was sitting in the cage. The door was open.

Osho