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*ridgingTheGap27's profile: I'm 15 years old, nearly 16 actually and I'm currently single. I was born and bred in Co. Donegal, Ireland, where I suspect I'll live my whole life, such is my love of the place. I love everything Irish, especially Irish music (Clannad, Altan, Sharon Shannon etc.) and the amazing gaelic football. In my family, football isn't a matter of life or death, oh no, it's much much more than that. That's sounds pretty crazy but it's all about pride of parish and wearing the jersey. I'm heading into Transition Year this September. For anyone who doesn't know what that is, let me explain. Last year I took the second biggest exam in Ireland, the Junior Cert (the equivalent of GCSEs in Britain, I'm told) and in two years time I'll be taking the Leaving Cert, which will determine my career and pretty much the rest of my life. But in between the two there is TY which is, in my opinion, the greatest educational invention ever! It's kinda like a year out of school where you still go to school, if that makes any sense. There is no exams, virtually no homework and little or no written work at all done during the year. You learn to bond with your classmates, do work experience in a workplace of your choice once a week, start up your own Mini Company, go on foreign exchanges, go on learn a new language, visit different countries, take part in adventure and water sports, the list is endless. So, yeah, I can't wait for that. I'm also a total bookworm. Even though it's been 8 years since I first read them, my favourite books will always be the Harry Potters. That may be childish but I honestly think they're pure genius ('There's no need to call me sir, Professor'). As well as that, I love Robert Muchamore, Eoin Colfer, Siobhán Parkinson, Philip Pullman, Joan O'Neill, Marita Conlon Mc Kenna, Jodi Picoult and Erica James. When I leave school, I hope to become an Irish and English teacher and it's always been a childhood dream to write my own book. But, we'll see. So that's me. Mar fhocail scoir (=as a last word), as the Irish would say, keep the faith and keep 'er lit. P.S. this is something that I came across recently that I thought I'd share. FIND SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL I had a very special teacher in school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death she shared some of her insight with the class. As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom window and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, “Before class is over, I would like to share with all of you a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. “Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment. Perhaps this is God’s way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day.” Her eyes began to water, but she went on, “So I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn’t have to be something you see, it could be a scent- perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone’s house, or it could be the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please, look for these things, and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to some, these things are the ‘stuff’ of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. We must make it important to notice them, for at any time...it can all be taken away.” The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole term. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those things that sometimes we all overlook. Take notice of something special you see outside today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. Stop off on the way home tonight to get your favourite ice-cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we did we often regret but things we didn’t do. Have a nice day.

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